Today when I had my usual, daily lunch-hour check-in call with the Hubs from his place of work, I was informed that instead of driving straight home, my Husband would be detouring into town because he had a "surprise" for me that he was picking up.
A mysterious surprise, that he wouldn't even hint at.
And yes, I was wondering whether or not this would be a surprise for me, or one that he would secretly really enjoy too.
It really was a surprise for me...
THE FIRST BRICK OF TOFU I'VE SEEN IN LITERALLY NEARLY A YEAR.
My Weegie did good. He did real good.
The Hubs was tipped off by a coworker who thought she had seen some of that illusive bean curd at one of the fancier, gourmet-type grocery stores in the area. Said coworker (who shares an office with my Husband and is a sweet lady) went grocery shopping just last night and spotted it right then and there.
She took a cell-phone photo to prove her claim to the Hubs.
He went out today and snagged a brick just for me, after seeing the photographic evidence.
Now that I know it actually does exist in Norway, my head is spinning. There are SO many dishes I've been missing out on because we figured tofu was still a distant dream in our corner of Scandinavia.
Now what to make with the first brick of tofu that I've had in my fridge in a couple weeks short of a year?
Do any of you darlings have a favorite, champion tofu recipe in mind?
Only thing, the package doesn't speculate which type and texture of tofu it is. At this point, we're assuming firm/regular.
I guess that will be the next surprise...