#moo goo gai pan

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Moo Goo Gai Pan

[omnivorescookbook]

Moo Goo Gai Pan (蘑菇鸡片) A homestyle moo goo gai pan that is loaded with juicy tender chicken and colorful vegetables, brought together with a hearty savory sauce.

Recipe: https://omnivorescookbook.com/moo-goo-gai-pan/

[kiarahartman]

Moo Goo Gai Pan Chicken and sliced mushrooms are the ingredients in this Chinese dish. This dish is delicious, flavorful, and light.

[hardprint]

Recipe for Moo Goo Gai Pan This Chinese dish translates to chicken with sliced mushrooms. This dish is great, light and very flavorful.

[foreverknightalways]

Nick starts to walk out the hotel room. Schanke says, Hey, hey, wait. Where are you going? Since we're "bach"-ling it in such luxurious surroundings, could you please join me for a little egg roll repast, hm? Nick answers, Sure, but I'll just watch, okay?

[doodlepede]

when your brain latches onto a soundbite to repeat over and over and over for like two hours. shut the fuck uppppp

[wrandonbu]

Recipe for Moo Goo Gai Pan II

Snow peas, bok choy, and water chestnuts join chicken in this take-out favorite.

[jellosaurusrex]

Recipe for Moo Goo Gai Pan II This go-to takeout dish includes chicken along with water chestnuts, bok choy, and snow peas. 1 teaspoon minced fresh ginger root, 1 teaspoon minced garlic, 1/4 pound sliced fresh mushrooms, 1 teaspoon white wine, 1/4 teaspoon white sugar, salt and black pepper to taste, 1 tablespoon cornstarch, 1/4 pound sliced bok choy, 2 tablespoons water, 3/4 cup skinless boneless chicken breast meat - thinly sliced, 1/4 pound snow peas, 1/4 cup chicken broth, 1 can sliced water chestnuts drained, 1 tablespoon vegetable oil

[foodffs]

Moo Goo Gai Pan (蘑菇鸡片) A homestyle moo goo gai pan that is loaded with juicy tender chicken and colorful vegetables, brought together with a hearty savory sauce.

Recipe: https://omnivorescookbook.com/moo-goo-gai-pan/

[hclib]

Society of Amateur Chefs Tackles Thanksgiving

Many an amateur chef will be cooking a turkey today, but in 1949 an entire society of them worked to prepare the perfect holiday bird.

Founded in 1947, the Minneapolis Society of Amateur Chefs was a club for those men in the upper tier of society who had a love of food and cooking. Only the third chapter of the national society, the Minneapolis amateur chefs met monthly for gourmet feasts created by members. In the club's first few decades, dinner menus included everything from Moo Goo Gai Pan to moose rib roast prepared by the moose hunter himself.

In the week before Thanksgiving 1949, the society embraced one of each year's greatest cooking challenges -- the Thanksgiving turkey. In these photos from our Digital Collections, society members (including a lawyer, a business owner, a doctor, and a Pillsbury executive) divide up the labor of turkey cooking.

Hennepin County libraries are closed today (November 23, 2023) for Thanksgiving.

[almondmlkbtch]

Low cal chinese food options for tn

1 steamed dumpling = 40

hot & sour soup = 65-90 cals per cup

egg drop soup = 65-90 cals per cup

moo goo gai pan = 160 cals per cup

chicken & broccoli = 145 cals per cup

[ciaossu-imagines]

And onto Class of the Titans! I think this is easily the worst ficlet I've ever written and I tried my best to proof it, as it was originally just a silly little bit of comfort fic I wrote for myself. Even though I'm not overly happy with it myself, I hope others will enjoy!

You groaned, trying to shift your body, squirming, and moving as much as you could. You just couldn’t seem to get comfortable, no matter what you did. Your legs curled up just the tiniest bit more, your hand rubbing small circles where it lay on your lower stomach.

Your periods were always bad, always hard to deal with, but this month seemed to be so incredibly hard. Your cramps were killer, you were headachy. You kept being so moody too and you felt horrible about it. You knew you’d been freaking out your friends, annoying them, being a complete and utter bitch to everyone. Even just yesterday, you’d ended up yelling at your boyfriend. Over absolutely nothing, over something so stupid and trivial. You’d yelled and thrown a fit and you’d told him to leave you alone, to go away and never talk to you again. You’d hated yourself the moment after you said it, though you’d stomped away. Within minutes, your mood had completely switched again, and you were sobbing as you walked home.

You hadn’t heard from him since then. There were no texts as normal; there were no calls. And because the pain was so incredibly bad today, you hadn’t gone to school either. You just couldn’t handle getting up and moving around, and you had spent the day just lying in bed, constantly checking your phone, the television turned on for noise, though you couldn’t even have said what was on. You were sore and in pain. You were hungry and had cravings up the wa-hoo. You were sad and upset and felt just like shit overall. It was just a no-good, very bad, terrible, awful couple of days.

It was while you were curled up there on your couch, hunkered under blankets, looking at your blank phone screen for what felt like the millionth time in under an hour, that the sound of your doorbell (a novelty buzzer that sounded like the Tardis landing that usually made you feel happy but only made you feel even worse now, thinking about all the nights spend with your boyfriend watching Doctor Who) made you jump a little, brought you out of your reverie. You struggled to stand up, tottering as you weebled your way towards the door.

“Coming…” you called weakly. Pulling the door open slowly, you were flabbergasted by what you saw on the other side. Your mouth dropped open, your eyes widened and you had to blink two, three times. You felt the urge to pinch your cheeks a bit, just to make sure you weren’t dreaming.

“Herry?” you asked confused, staring up at the mountain of your boyfriend, who was grinning down at you, with arms full of plastic bags that he seemed to be holding out to you proudly.

“Hey y/n! I have takeout!”

“But…” you trailed off, so confused. “But I’d said…”

Herry just stood there, looking at you, head cocked to the side in a way that always let you know that he wasn’t quite understanding, cocked in a way that always made you smile because it reminded you of a cute puppy.

“There’s moo goo gai pan from Kwan’s…your favourite,” he said in a cajoling tone, holding out one of the bags closer towards you.

“But I was told you to leave me alone,” you said, your words coming out soft and weak and you winced as your stomach both rumbled and cramped, making you draw in on yourself.

The way his face feel, his whole body just kind of slumping, made you feel horrible.

“Oh…I didn’t think you were serious about that…I thought you were just upset about something I said or did…and then you weren’t in school, so I got worried…”

You gazed at him at wonder.

“I’m sorry,” you both said at the same time. A minute passed and then you both laughed, nervous laughter but it was still nice. You both kept insisting for a couple minutes that each other could go first, could talk first before silence settled again.

“I didn’t mean it,” you said softly. “I’m really glad you’re here…I don’t get why you have so many bags, but I’m so happy to see you.”

“It’s snacks of course! I wasn’t sure what you were in the mood for, so I got all your favourites from all the take-out places we normally go to! Figured I’d cover all the bases,” Herry said, sounding really proud of himself. “Food always makes you feel happy, after all!”

You laughed. That was so like him. Stepping back, you let him into your house and in minutes, there were food packages upon food packages all over your coffee table, Doctor Who set to play the next episode on your television, and Herry had you curled up against him with your hot water bottle refilled and sitting on your stomach. God, you thought, you really did have the best boyfriend in the world and even during no-good, very bad, horrible weeks, he could make everything better.

[sparkylurkdragon]

This morning I had a dream where I (in dragon form) (note that I'm about horse-sized) was helping The Rebels fight against The Corrupt Government in a vaguely cyberpunk setting. Before this there had been some kind of plot about giant robots before focusing on what I was up to.

What I was up to was helping with taking back a multi-business building for The Rebels. Busting down doors, roaring, terrorizing The Corrupt Government's goons, you know. Very fun over-the-top action sequences.

About midway through I found my (actual) favourite local Chinese joint, which had (in the dream) relocated to the building The Rebels were taking back. I had a nice chat with the waitress I usually meet, and asked if I could have my usual? Moo goo gai pain, hold the snowpeas? Yes, thank you, and could you just hold that until I'm done taking the building back? Ah, thank you very much!

Then it was back to Dragon Rampage. Looking back I can just hear the calming elevator music during the restaurant scene, though I don't think there was any in the dream.

Anyway I decided that this week's Cooking Fun with my morning DSP will be making moo goo gai pan at home again. We ran around and got Supplies before I had to go to work.

[e-m-p-error]

MUN'S FAVOURITES. Tag 10 people you want to know better

Favorite color(s): Orange, yellow, pink, teal, seafoam green, neon green, royal purple

Song stuck in your head: 757 by 100 Gecs (this is a common occurrence)

Last song you listened to: Actively listening to Murder Party by NOT THE MAIN CHARACTERS

3 favorite foods: Since I already answered this I'll give more favorites! Moo Goo Gai Pan, Tofu Miso Soup, Mozzarella Sticks

Dream trip: OH AN AQUARIUM SOUNDS SO FUN.

Anything I want rn: I'd love to get paid today. We might get paid Friday. I'd also love to be able to get my hands on a movie that I really like that is hard to find.

Tagged by: @deepspacevivarium

Tagging: Anyone that wants to do it!

[ded-inside-anonymous]

My mom was eating some food from a local Chinese restaurant for lunch. She found a screw- (yes a screw) in her food. I have so many questions. Like how...? Why...? What peculiar series of events led to a screw in the food?? Were they trying to build the Great Wall over the moo goo gai pan? Why would they need a wall? Are they segregating the chicken and the vegetables?? My mom said we will not be going there again...