To knock on neighbours door and ask for dinner?

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(Light hearted!)

I'm so hungry, really tired, kids and dp are out, no idea what I'm eating and whatever it is they are cooking smells absolutely blooming fantastic. The smell is wafting through all the windows... It's tangy and savoury and has some kind of wonderful spice hanging around the edges.

AIBU if I pop round with a plate and ask them to fill it with whatever they're having...or should I settle for a fish finger sandwich?

Go round a la Jim from Friday Night Dinner "Something smells nice..." 😂😂

As a Pakistani origin mum now please do go - our kids don’t appreciate the effort I take on my cooking so when my food is snapped on the olio / or friends kids appreciate it it’s a wonderful boost 💝

I used to have my nails done in a little Vietnamese place close to my house. Family run. Kinds were always in and out as they lived out back. One day I commented on the nice smells from her kitchen.. and I left with a tupperware container of the most delicious food. Its under new ownership these days but I think of that lady every time I cycle by.

I live next door to a Thai restaurant. I never eat there, I don't know why because on the few times I've had takeaways - no doubt boring Anglicised versions of beef masssaman curry - I've liked it. But I just don't. Maybe it's because they are my direct neighbours and if there is a problem I don't want a personal relationship muddying the waters. There are plenty of other places round here to eat.

But we get on because they are great neighbours with an even greater extractor fan so I don't smell their cooking or fetish them as exotic and they don't do the same thing to me.

If they did, I'd find it really odd.

Little Vietnamese place where I'd cycle to and get my nails done. Priceless.

If you were my neighbour and you came round for dinner, I’d very happily serve you. Love it.

@caun you won the thread on the first page!

It was a very small premises, owned by a Vietnamese family, mum and dad both worked there.

I LOVE cooking smells.

Doesn't matter if it is next door doing sausages and burgers, or someone doing bacon sandwiches for breakfast or a lovely spicy curry.

My only problem is that if you genuinely do ask for the recipe, you will never get it, but get food instead. Now I love a good meal that someone else has cooked, but I really really want to have a go at making Jollof rice for myself!
But none of my friends who make it will divulge the recipe and none of the ones I have found online taste right!

What a lovely, lovely thread. Thank you.

Some unnecessary rude posts, has to be someone...

It took me ages to get my jollof right and I’m Nigerian.
many of us also like ‘party jollof’ where a caterer has made it rather than the one made at home. Just never really tasted the same. It’s not uncommon to see an uninvited pregnant woman at a party asking for party jollof to satisfy her craving.
i know recipes were not really a thing with the older generation, you just grow up learning by helping in the kitchen and you kind of ‘know’ what’s enough, when it’s cooked etc. not by following written down rules.

Aw 💛

Oh my god that's so cute! 😊💛😊💛

Isn't it!

@CJsGoldfish & @Surely2023IsTheYearForMyRainbowBaby

I use this recipe. You can freeze the portions for later use.
I prefer eating carrot halwa warm with a generous serving of cream (clotted cream is a bonus). Traditionally this is made during the winters as calories keep you warm & carrots are in season.

My DSIS first husband was Indian. We would often go round for dinner and Ba her mil would always pack us a bag full of the most awesome stuff to eat. It was out of this world. I do miss her but sadly she has passed away now.
her xdh also used to make lovely curries and lamb biryani. I wasn’t vegan back then and I’ve never tasted biryani that good since.
An Indian family recently moved in across the road from me but it’s too far away to smell any wonderful aromas of their cooking so I can’t make the excuse of saying I can smell delicious food because I don’t know when their dinner time is. They are a lovely family and I’m sure they would give me some. Maybe the next time I make something I should take it over and give them some. The only thing is I don’t think my food is a patch on theirs.

Hey definitely just pop by and ask , they will be so pleased to feed , as my Mum
would be ! My parents are from Bangladesh and love cooking and feeding people . Even when money is not in abundance there is always food. Sadly I never learnt to cook much more than the basics !

@Lolaandbehold then it sounds like the little shop we own. I don't work there; I do another job, but do you think all local businesses owned by immigrants exist to serve you by doing your nails and giving you delicious things for nothing n Tupperware boxes?

@JinBhoot Thank you so much. I can't wait to make it!

Lovely to see a nice thread on here, yum.

Bit confused. They own a business I frequent and I have a good rapport with the owner.
I guess it does exist to serve customers? The lovely owner once insisted I sample some of her Vietnamese cooking and insisted I take it home in a Tupperware container. I returned the container the following week when I went back. I also tip generously when I go there. Not quite sure what your point is.

Anyway, happy Saturday to you and I hope the sun is shining where you are.

Awww haha payment not needed just appreciation but thanks , come over to east Manchester

Saying someone's dinner smells nice does not mean you 'fetish them as exotic' ffs 🤦‍♀️

I really don't know why anyone is replying to them. They're only on here because they're miserable and want to make everyone on here miserable. Won't work we all (mostly) love these stories. However exotic we are 😂

That's so interesting that party jollof is better than home made, not often the case with other party foods I find. I wonder if it is because it cooks better in large quantities.

I could put the cat amongst the pigeons and say that the jollof I want is from Ghana.....
But I know what you mean about recipes.

I lived in Indonesia for a while and I learnt to cook several dishes. The way I learnt them was to sit on the kitchen floor and write down everything the person cooking did.
Then I went home and tried to quantify it, how much is a handful... her hands are quite small, what would a similar measure be... etc.
Then try and cook it. Then go back and watch again and see what she did differently.

I do still make all those indonesian dishes though and whenever someone asks me for the recipe I just smile, so I guess I am as bad!