while i was cutting up the chicken for my paneer curry, i found myself slicing out all the chicken fat before sending it into the hot evoo. for a second, i remembered the days when i used to stand on the opposite end of the kitchen counter watching my mom cook. i used to ask her why she'd cut out all the fat on her chicken when clearly, that was the bEst part that made everything taste so delicioso.
that was before i spent 4 years in college and a year in grad school learning that limiting excess fat intake is actually a good thing. my mom knew that.. with her extraterrestrial mom-sense - knowing the things that are good for me even when i was still fighting over the chicken butt with my siblings.
as i slid my diced and de-fatted chicken into the pan, the phone conversation i had with my parents over the weekend still stuck in my mind. there are very few things that make me mad. and one of them includes talk of a boy and a girl and like.. stuff. apparently this is when my 牛脾氣 comes out = p boo.
but maybe they're right. just like slicing out the chicken fat, mom knows best?
listen to advice and accept instruction, and in the end you will be wise. many are the plans in a man's heart, but it is the lord's purpose that prevails.