This spicy thai carrot and kale salad is coated in a creamy sriracha peanut butter dressing.
I asked my mom when we were in the car together the other day and her horrific lite-FM station was on when the tipping point was that she stopped listening to new music and started listening to “oldie” stations. I’ve honestly wondered this many times as each year passes and I continue to listen to whatever is new at the time. Her response was “when I had to start listening to the school closings on the radio for your brother and you”. That was age 35 for my mom.
I’ll be 32 in about 50 days. The whole conversation disturbed me.
I don’t have kids and even if I popped one out tomorrow, I’d be closer to the 40 year old mark if her scenario held true but, it’s still disturbing. So, the conversation changed subjects and I vowed to never lose my grip on “good” music.
Fast forward to last weekend where there were five 30, 31 and 32 year old women in my house drinking wine (lots of wine), eating pizza, playing politically incorrect board games and Pandora in the background. What station immediately went on?
90s hip hop.
We were buzzed (some of us full out drunk) and there wasn’t anything better in the world than Biggie circa 1994 and a bunch of lyrics we could all belt out word for word like we did at many a high school parties involving kegs, boys and eventually, the police.
But I chalked that one up to the wine.
Fast forward to yesterday when I’m in the kitchen for 5 hours and turned on Pandora. I had full intentions of switching the station but then Jay-Z came on before I could find anything else. 1998 jigga man with “Can I Get A”. I mean, come on. Does it get more iconic 90s hip hop than that? Memories of driving to the SAT prep course my mom forced me to take (much to my annoyance), speeding down side roads with my friend who was also forced into the same fate by her parents and blasting this song to the point where the speakers in my 1993 Nissan Altima almost exploded.
Fast forward to 4pm yesterday after potato pancakes and this salad have been made, photographed and edited and my throat is sore from singing to Jay-Z, Warren G, Usher, Keith Sweat and Biggie for 5 hours straight.
And that’s when I realized, the turning point already happened for me. It may not have been induced by school closures for my non-existent kids, but it happened. And ya know what? I’m cool with that. Because no song today can even compete with a little “Twisted” by Keith Sweat.
This salad? Well, it’s timeless. The whole peanut sauce Thai thing has yet to get old. This version is spiced up with some sriracha and tossed with some carrot strings (made with a julienne peeler) and thinly sliced tuscan (lacinto) kale for a creamy, spicy side salad.
If it were a 90s song, I’d call it “Money Ain’t A Thang”. Badass and fun.