Living the housewife dream, part 2

Although the most crucial component of any housewife's duties is cooking dinner for herself or her family, there are sometimes opportunities to showcase her skills outside the home. Such an opportunity became available to me this weekend, with an invitation to a potluck goodbye barbeque for one of my coworkers. Having had my jalapeno cheddar cornbread baking plans derailed by my housemate, who objected to the heat that the oven would create, I decided to make ginger sesame slaw. 

I'm not sure how the slaw turned out, but the relatively low ratio of side dishes to beer brought by the guests ensured that it was completely gone by the time I had to leave, which is really all I wanted. 

This afternoon, after doing some data entry for a paid RA position I've taken up and listening to my housemate ridicule me for doing work on Sunday, I attempted Indian food again. The decision was largely influenced by my desire to use up the leftover coconut milk that's been staring me in the face every time I open the fridge and justify some of the fixed costs of the pricey curry paste. I'm not sure if they eat very many carrots in India, but I had some I wanted to use up so I cooked them with ginger, cilantro and coconut milk. 

This was the end result.