I’ve whipped up my own quick peanut sauce and allowed the chicken and spiralized veggie noodles to swim in it. I’ve ditched rice noodles for zucchini noodles by using this awesome spiralizer! This is a genius way of getting your family to eat a ton of veggies. So, what I’ve created is a Thai inspired skillet that won’t leave you feeling heavy in the gut. The same goes for most Thai take-out, including my beloved peanut sauce. Even though Pad Thai is technically gluten-free (and flippin’ delicious), I have yet to eat a bucket (because, once you start you can’t stop) of it that doesn’t make me feel like I’m hung over the next day. There can be hidden gluten or preservatives or the ever-lovely MSG. It’s not as easy for me to get take out and not pay for it the next day. Unfortunately, as I’ve gotten older I’ve suffered from a slew of digestive woes. My head was swimming with instant obsession. It was chicken that was quite literally swimming with peanut sauce. I ordered something called a Swimming Rama. The year I met my husband we flew back to Washington to visit his family. He would try to speak Spanish to me with a thick Chinese accent. In high school I knew one of the waiters personally (it’s a small town) due to the frequency in which I would dine there. The food there is delicious, but the service is even better. Oh, and there was a concerningly cheap yet charming Chinese restaurant. The options within our small town were limited to: Mexican, Mexican, Mexican, Italian, Pizza, Salad, Mexican or Burgers… but probably Mexican. Growing up in a small town in the burbs of Northern California we didn’t have a lot of Thai restaurants.
The thing is, I was late to this whole Thai food game. This is probably the kind of thing I shouldn’t tell people. I once had a daydream that I filled up a kiddie pool with peanut sauce and sat in it with an excessive amount of chicken skewers. If the menu does not use the words “swimming in” or “drenched” or “all the peanut sauce you can eat,” I will then order additional peanut sauce on the side.
Confession: If we’re going out to Thai food, I’m going to be the girl that orders the dish on the menu that heavily implies my protein will be “swimming in peanut sauce”.
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