Memorable fried potato with soya sauce

This is yet another quickie and simple dish from me. While it’s a simple dish, it has a very huge meaning to me. Why? I will tell you why.

My husband…. is a lazy ass who will make bloody shits of excuse or even go to war in Iraq if I asked him to cook.

The excuse would be endless. The most common one would be “It’s a waste of time” (He’d rather drives out miles away to eat out) as well as “I don’t know where you put the stuff” (Good grief… the kitchen is Wonderland, issit, dunno where I put the stuff and can get lost inside…tsk tsk tsk…).

Despite of being skinny to a fault. I am like an elephant. I never forget. Especially when people do things for me. I would remember them for the rest of my life, or for as long as God permits me to. (So don’t make me pissed, okay? I will remember the bad things too!)

I can still remember. The last time my husband cooks a meal for himself was many years back. More than 5 years ago. It was Cintan Mushroom Chicken instant noodles. I could remember it clearly because… I was relatively indisposed and he fed me with it. Tasted awful. The instant noodles was very soggy and the eggs was overcooked. I couldn’t even move my body out of the bed back then and he was probably starving to even consider eating out or wait for me to cook for him. (No choice, he had to cook, hahaha… or else, don’t you even  dare to dream on catching him dead in the kitchen. LMAO)

And the last dish that he cooked for me to eat when I was as flaccid as rotten vegetable was fried potato with soya sauce, also more than 5 years ago. I remembered it well, because it tasted rather good, and had me crave for more after that. (Thank God not all his cooking tasted like the awful Cintan!) I didn’t really know how to cook that stuff back then, as my cooking are usually the spicy kind.

It was simple fried potato with soya sauce. I had them with plain rice. Simple, but it really touched my heart and made me love him more, cuz he is an awful cook and like my father, he is the kind who were brought up by their respective mothers to prefer going to war or something rather than cook. It was installed in their mindset that cooking is ‘women’s fucking job’, and I believe there’s no effective way to un-install this shitty program from their brain.

Anyway, it is a comfort to know that he would fight a battle in the kitchen for me, and feed me with some food when I’m relatively indisposed or sick.

My husband can really make nice, fried potatoes with soya sauce. And I felt like eating it again a a couple of days ago.

I wasn’t sick or anything the other day though, and so, instead of waiting for miracle to happen again *cough*, I took out the necessary ingredients to cook fried potatoes with soya sauce, and share it with him. My recipe is an improvised version, though. Here’s how I ‘abridged’ my husband’s original fried potato with soya sauce.


5 medium sized potatoes, sliced

3 tablespoon of oyster sauce

5 tablespoon of light soya sauce

1 teaspoon of chopped garlic

Some cooking oil

Half cup of water

Salt and pepper to taste

Here’s how you do it:

Clean the potatoes, get rid of the skin, and cut the potatoes like in the picture above, and fry them til golden brown. Take them out and put aside.

Pour away the oil til and leave some inside the wok to sauté with the chopped garlic.

Add in the oyster sauce, soya sauce and water. Stir. And let the sauce sizzle and thickens. Before adding the fried potatoes. Make sure the sauce coat the potatoes evenly. Add a bit of salt and pepper to taste in you prefer.

Take out from the wok before the potatoes turned mushy, and serve hot with plain rice.

NOTE: If you prefer the fried potatoes with soya sauce to be sweet, add in half a teaspoon of honey into it. It’ll do the trick, and your children will be asking for more.

Cleffairy: The most recent time where my husband actually made something for himself in the kitchen was mid April 2010, and it was Nescafe instant mix. (Cuz I was tired and was sleeping away my fatigue) Will update you folks if he ever cook again, and let you buy lotto with the date. And if you get lucky, please remember to treat me something nice to eat! LOL.

ps: Obviously don’t give a damn about all the shitty cholesterol. It’s my problem if I wanted to go inside my grave early, ok?


  1. manglish says:

    hahahahh weiii ur last pic hor…at least wipe lar the rim rim of the plate 1st b4 take pics maaa haiyahhh hahahahahahhaa like kid’s face smeared all over with chocolate ice cream or something haahahhaha

  2. suituapui says:

    See! Ur hubby CAN cook! Must be…you nag…nag…nag….complain…complain…complain…criticise…criticise…criticise…until he wears never to cook again! Women like that lah… Hahahahahaha!!!!

    Btw, you can cook chicken or pork with the potatoes and maybe add a Bombay onion. Very nice too…or it used to be nice but my missus cooks it every other day…and so much that we will have to eat it the whole week – reheat…reheat…reheat! Now (my daughter and) I can’t stand the sight of it, much less the smell and the taste…

    • Cleffairy says:

      LOL… no… he’s just lazy lorr… plus… better he dun come to the kitchen ah, actually. Make mess inside there oni. Cook liao, wun clean up wan… later I have more work to do.

      Usually I dun add chicken, but add beef instead.

  3. claire says:

    So it was bec of your nagging that scared the shit out of your hubby? lol.. never never complain.. just say thank you and hope you can cook better next time… listen to the wise words of an old mummy here.. lol…

    • Cleffairy says:

      Cheh… you know when did he actually cook or not? It was when I was pregnant. I din complain my tummy like house oredi good enuff. LOL…

      I can’t even move liao oni cook wan la… my tummy oredi bloated like mad, he not want to cook wan la. LOL… it’s forced to cook. Hahahahah.

      Hey, have to be honest ma… I just learn from him only. Kakakakakak. Not nice then I will say not nice, so that he can improvise next time and not make same mistake. It’s called constructive criticism.

    • Cleffairy says:

      LOLOL, Kelvin, it’s not the pampering I seek. But I just hope that some men dun rely on others to do meticulous work for them. We’ll never know, you know, when such skills is needed.

    • Cleffairy says:

      *sigh* U ah… another typical apek ah, uncle? LOL… yeah, my hubby not bad. He actually got potential to be a good cook, but den again… he wun cook unless desperate.

  4. ericlee says:

    ok…this blog is turning to be a “homecook meals blog”…XD

    if i cook something like that, my mother would come screaming at me about cholesterol…oh yeah, n being fat…zzzzz

  5. Cheeyee says:

    Eee.. How come the potato looks so dark one? Don’t know why lately I keep on thinking about double boil Dome with black chicken…… guess I should go get a black chicken these day and cook it. Yum yum. 😀

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