Yep. My hubby peeled the shrimp so all I had to do was shuck corn, rinse off the new potatoes, and toss some salad greens.
I just finished one of those cheap store bought BBQed Chicken sandwiches. Amazing, there is no limit to what you can make using soybeans.
I've cooked with TVP (a soy product) and it's not bad. But I was in the store not long ago and bought one of those plastic tubs of pork bbq. This one was part pork/part soy. I'd never tried it before. It was the nastiest garbage I ever had. I never throw out food, but sometimes "never" is negotiable.
John, when I worked for a local farmer here some 25 years ago, he was doing normal crops and a lot of soybeans before he slowly went over to all sugar cane. At soybean harvest it was end of season and getting pretty nasty out so he would leave the combines littered with soy beans, then when weather began to get better he would go out and wash the hoppers. I have to tell you it smells just like dead human bodies that have laid out in the sun for days.
There's a restaurant near me that makes different Asian cuisines (Thai, Vietnamese, Chinese, etc.) It's OK, considering they cover so many variations. I like Pho (Vietnamese noodle soup), and they make just one variety of it. So I grabbed a salad at home, then went out and had a spring roll and Pho soup. It hit the spot.
Best food I ate in Vietnam was a corner vendor who sold stir fried shrimp and pork. It was spooned into a nice plastic bag and you got a plastic spoon, man it was so good, the shrimp was from the Ba Sac River which ran past our battalion hdqs and our base 40 miles south of that location. They frowned on us eating local vendor stuff but I never got sick unless I ate in our own mess hall. I would come in late and run in and eat and I was feeling good then go outside and suddenly throw everything up. I stopped eating in our mess hall and ate from the PX can goods supply and of course C-Rations. One Thanksgiving 68 we did not receive our holiday ration and when I walked into the mess there were C-Rations sitting in hot water on the steam line. Ruined my Thanksgiving but I felt better real soon when I knew I was leaving for Christmas leave and my first year had come to an end. I came back after the leave and moved down the runway to the 121st, got promoted the first day and I loved the 121st, but of course I still loved the 336th, just about everyone I knew and had flown with were already gone and all new people that I did not know, I never walked back down the runway again after that and I lived in that one tiny place, one half of the airfield for another two years. It was sure nice to finally be a civilian again and I was glad it was all over with.