Perfect Rice
I’ve cooked a lot of rice in my life, probably 100s if not 1000s of pounds of it. That’s a lot of rice. My mother rarely cooked rice. She relied heavily on Minute Rice when I was kid. I’ve used the stuff but it just doesn’t compare to good cooked rice. It wasn't my mother who taught me to cook rice. It was a friend I met by chance many years ago. Last weekend our son called me and asked how to fix rice. He bought a five pound bag of Basmati rice after obtaining instructions on rice cooking and recommendations on kinds of rice from me. I understand he has cooked six or seven batches since I told him how to cook it. I love it when my kids call me and when they seek my knowledge, that’s even better. But this blog isn’t about my kids, it’s about rice. Well, sort of… My older children, who lived through the days of poverty, food stamps, and trailer living, will tell you that they loved it when I fixed a rice dish...