Cinema Paradiso Tuesday, Jun 9 2009 

Stensen Auditorium

Stensen Auditorium

After a week vacation – which just involved sitting on the palazzo’s couch, watching hours and hours of different movies in the house – I started my internship at the Niels Stensen Institute.  It is a cultural foundation based in Florence, and I am focusing on the film sector.  The first few days I helped the people organizing the Galileo Festival find American universities and institutes that might be interested in attending the Festival at the end of May.

Luftbusiness Movie Poster

Luftbusiness Movie Poster

I went to Poggibonsi on May 1st to see part of the Fenice Festival that Stensen put together.  The theme this year was based on Bill Willingham’s comic book about fairy tale characters ending up in modern-day Manhattan called Fables.  Go figure – he lived in Stony Brook, LI for some time!  He was a really friendly guy, and his drawings were so creative.  He chose to come to the Fenice Festival, because he wanted to see the Italian response to his idea to change their “beloved Pinocchio into a spoiled little brat.”  Anyhow, they based the whole festival this year around fairy tales, and it was quite an interesting mix.  I only got to see part of it, but I would have liked to stay for the whole thing.

My other “tedious” tasks have been watching tons and tons of foreign films!  I get to review them for Stensen, and help the other student interns choose movies they will show in their next film festival in September.  The picture on the left is for a movie called Luftbusiness. It is without a doubt one of the best movies I have seen in a while.  Three down and out young men decide to sell important parts of themselves on eBay – one’s past, one’s future and the other’s soul.  They call it “luftbusiness” because they are seemingly selling nothing – the business of selling air.  Obviously, they lose more then they bargain for.  I HIGHLY recommend this excellent movie.

Human Zoo

Human Zoo

My other favorite is the movie poster on the right – Human Zoo.  It premiered at the Berlin Film Festival to mixed reviews, but I LOVED it.  Here’s part of the review I wrote for it:

Human Zoo happens to be one of my favorites out of the movies I have watched lately.  I was completely enthralled while watching it, as it was impossible for to turn away.  It was written, directed, produced, edited and starred Rie Rasmussen, a former Danish model.  That is a huge first endeavor, and I thought it was very well-done for a premiere feature film.  Rasmussen had made two very successful shorts, and mortgaged her house to make this.  It premiered at the Berlin Film Festival, to mixed reviews, and even caused a fight between Rasmussen, and one of the producers, Luc Besson, who apparently hated the movie.

Human Zoo tells two stories simultaneously about the same girl, Adria.  She is half-Albanian, half-Serbian, as well as Muslim and Christian.  The first scene shows two girls in a very cold-looking hotel room, both covered in blood, with a large man on top of one of them.  It is not clear what is going on, but it grabs your attention.  It then switches to the Bosnian War in 1998, with a girl being threatened by violent soldiers, and then to Marseilles, present day, with the same girl walking down a beautiful French street, only to be abruptly knocked over by curly-haired, outgoing American man.  Again, these two scenes also take hold of your attention – you fear for this girl’s life in Bosnia, and then you are thrust into a “meet-cute” where the American man is very forward, after attempting to help Adria with her groceries.  She is offended, and stomps off after he bluntly tells her he wants to sleep with her, even though she is slightly flattered and interested.  Clearly, this woman has lived two very different lives – and you want to see the conclusions of both.

In Kosovo, Adria is nearly raped by a Serbian soldier, only to be saved by Srdjan, another soldier who thinks the war is cruel and racist.  He threatens the rapist and saves Adria, although after some confusion, Adria also threatens to kill a third soldier who has entered the room, as she thinks he’s going to kill her rescuer.  Srdjan feels indebted to Adria, as she tried to protect him, and decides to take care of her.  The two go to Belgrade, and Srdjan begins a career in organized crime, teaching Adria the ways of this life.  Srdjan is played by Nikola Djuricko, who does an excellent job playing both a charismatic free-thinker and a ruthless killer.  He is committing sin after sin, and getting more violent by the second, but it is hard to not like him, as he is intelligent and charming.

In Marseilles, Adria is now a present-day illegal immigrant.  When immigration forces nearly take Adria, the American man, Shawn, returns, and pretends they are a couple on a honeymoon vacation, looking for an art museum.  He saves her just in the nick of time, and they go out for a drink together.  Shawn gets insulted by a local Frenchman, who starts a fight with him.  Shawn puts up his fists, in an odd turn of events, takes off all his clothes.  The crowd laughs, and he makes a joke about having sex with the Frenchman, who leaves in an angry manner.  Clearly, Shawn doesn’t fight like the way Srdjan does.  He uses wit to distract his enemies – not a weapon.

In the Belgrade scenes, Srdjan is growing more ruthless and cruel as the movie progresses, and Adria is developing romantic feelings for him.  She is also becoming a larger part of Srdjan’s criminal work, learning to use weapons, and distracting targets with her feminine ways.  Srdjan, at his worse, convinces Adria to seek revenge on the rapist.  When they arrive at his house, the audience can hardly recognize him, as he is a well-established, family man with a beautiful wife and little girl.  Srdjan is encouraging Adria to get vengeance, but she is having second thoughts with his family there.  This is also not the first time Adria is shown focusing on women with children.  It is done several times throughout the film when she is in Belgrade; this is probably to allude to what she is missing out on that most women pursue – having children, not killing people in the name of crime.  Srdjan abruptly murders all three family members, and Adria is devastated.  Even his henchmen cannot comprehend that he killed a seven-year-old, but this just makes Srdjan angrier, and he tries to explain what the difference is between killing an adult and a child – one just hasn’t made mistakes yet.  His men and Adria aren’t so easily convinced though.

Meanwhile, in Marseilles, Adria and Shawn are falling in love with each other.  Adria and Srdjan do not exactly fall in love with each other, but Adria is loyal to a fault for rescuing her.  As she matures and her confidence grows, Srdjan and his henchmen grow attracted to Adria.  The difference between the love scenes of Shawn and Srdjan are much like the way they fight, although they are both very graphic.  Srdjan is quick to finish, as long as he gets what he wants.  Shawn is romantic, and attentive to Adria’s needs sexually and mentally.  Srdjan is completely selfish, although the audience is initially attracted to his character, because saving Adria seems to be his only considerate action of the film.

While in Marseilles, Adria has become “adopted” by a local Arab woman and her husband.  They also look after a Vietnamese girl, as they are all immigrants to France.  Shawn wonders why Adria cannot become a legal French citizen, until he realizes it is because she must have committed a crime – becoming more apparent when he finds a handgun under her mattress.  At the height of the French storyline, Adria’s surrogate, Vietnamese sister is sold into human trafficking by her boyfriend, and there is no legal way to rescue her, because of their illegal statuses.  Adria may have to revert back to her old tricks to save an innocent girl.

Adria confronts the boyfriend, and gets the information out of him by chopping four of his fingers off with a butcher knife.  Shawn is in shock, but Adria finds out that her sister is in a brothel that fronts as a tanning salon.  The movie then flashes back to the very first scene, with the bloody girls in the hotel room.  We understand now, it is Srdjan and another woman that Adria has walked in on.  She is furious and retaliates by scratching the woman’s eyes, and biting off one of Srdjan’s fingers.  The blood she is covered in isn’t hers, but from injuring Srdjan.  Apparently, she’s had enough, and finally leaves him and his life of crime.  Back in France, she tells a bewildered Shawn to put the fingers on ice, and she’ll be back in 30 minutes.  He admits he wants to marry her.

When she reaches the tanning salon, she finds her sister in a back room.  Earlier in the film, Srdjan taught Adria that if you have a revolver, you better learn to finish a job in six shots, because they’re hard to reload, and you need to escape in time.  After Adria counting one to six, it’s obvious what she’s about to do.  She shoots where necessary to get her and her sister out in time.  Although the rescued doesn’t even seem to be as grateful.  Nothing is perfect nor symmetrical.  Adria is finally arrested and put in jail, while Shawn plans to wait for her – cheering as they take her into prison.

The title “Human Zoo,” was meant to question the “cages” humans put themselves into.  As an Albanian, Serbian, Muslim, Christian living in France, Adria admits she is a child of borders and cannot be defined as one thing.  She refuses to “cage” herself.  In this movie, there is no right or wrong.  The heroine is a former criminal, gender roles are turned upside down as Adria comes to the rescue at the end and commits several violent acts, and we question whether most of the victims were innocent or not.  This is where the movie succeeds.  Rasmussen raises several important questions about humanity and how we define ourselves.

Some of the other tasks aren’t that interesting, so I’d rather write about reviewing movies!  Hehe.  That’s all for now.

The Velveeta Rabbit Saturday, Jun 6 2009 

Matt & an Easter Bunny

Matt & an Easter Bunny

Okay, so I’ve been REALLY behind on the posting, because of all the WORK & TRIPS!!  Ugh, yikes.  So I’ve been posting blogs lately that happened in March!!  We had a quick trip to Rome to see a bunch of EU and Italian politicians the day after I got back from London… then tons of essays and presentations!  Yuck, but that’s always how the last few days of the semester are.  We had two weeks of vacation time in between the spring and summer semesters, but I was starting my internship a week early, and since I was considerably low on vacation funds, I decided to stay in Florence for “summer” break.  The night before everyone left for their respective vacations, a few of us combined all our ingredients to make a nice little feast.  Laura’s ingredient was a huge block of Velveeta cheese that her future sister-in-law sent her.  We made salad, mashed potatoes, fried chicken, and Velveeta mac & cheese that probably sat in our intestines till Memorial Day!

Easter Celebration at the Duomo

Easter Celebration at the Duomo

The same weekend was Easter.  My ex-roommate, Kristen’s parents were visiting, as well as another girl, Ally’s mother and little brother.  There was only a few of us left in the palazzo, so we broke up the food tasks at hand – mashed potatoes by Ally, Kristen’s famous applesauce, pineapple cheesecake by me… haha, basically Thanksgiving all over again!!  It was cute though.  We got a “ham” at a local butcher, but it was cooked like roast beef.  It was okay, but not as good as a true American honey ham.  Before we sat down to a delicious meal, we went to the Duomo to see the two white oxen pulling the famous cart.  A fake bird swoops from the top of the church to the top of the crazy looking object to the left, and sets off a bunch of sparklers and fireworks.  It was really fun, but it was soooooo packed.

Easter Parade

Easter Parade

Thus, my very crappy pictures of what was happening.  I was too far away to get any good shots, especially since I was too short to see most of what was happening.  Then a few of us watched the parade that proceeded the event, with flag-throwers and people in Renaissance gear (see men on the right!)  It was kind of strange, but it’s tradition!  They’ve been doing it for 500 years!  When we got back to the palazzo, everyone was cooking, and Ally’s mother gave us all little Easter baggies full of chocolate and cookies!  (Hence, Matt’s yellow bunny in the picture…)  The parents were all very sweet – especially since they brought us treats!  We ended the day watching Slumdog Millionaire which Kristen’s parents brought to her for Easter.  It was a pretty fun weekend!  Especially since I stopped celebrating Easter after high school!  Oh, well.

Easter Cheesecake

Easter Cheesecake

Pineapple Cheesecake

1 pkg cake mix

4 eggs

3 tbsp. lemon juice

3 tsp. vanilla

2 tbsp. oil

1 1/2 cups milk

2 -8oz. package of cream cheese, softened

1/2 cup sugar

Preheat oven to 300 degrees. Reserve 1 cup dry cake mix. In large bowl, combine remaining cake mix, 1 egg and oil. Mixture will be crumbly. Press crust mixture into bottom and up sides of greased 13×9×2 pan. Blend cream cheese and sugar. Add 3 eggs and reserved cake mix. beat 1 min. at medium speed, turn to low speed. Add milk and flavorings, mix until smooth. Pour into crust. Bake at 300 degrees for 45-55 mins. until center is firm. When cool, top with glaze, store in refrigerator.

Glaze: 1/3 cup sugar

1 tbsp. cornstarch

Add one 9 oz. can crushed pineapple, not drained. Cook, stirring constantly until mixture is thick and clear. Cool and spoon onto cake.  For the Easter flower, decorate with chocolate or hazelnut-filled eggs.  They don’t really go with the pineapple or cheesecake, but they are pretty!

three days of no rain. Wednesday, Jun 3 2009 

No Rain at Piccadilly Circus

No Rain at Piccadilly Circus

Ah, back to London!  This was my third visit to the British capital this year!  I LOVE LOVE London!  I went for a few days, initially to meet one of my best friends, Brigid.  After the economic crisis, she decided to stay home, but I had already bought my plane tickets in January… (5 euro no tax flight there and back, add the 10 euro check-in fee, and the 10 euro reservation fee, and I spent a whopping $38 dollars on a roundtrip flight to London.  I can’t even get to Jersey from Long Island at that price!)  So even though Brigid wasn’t going to make it, I still wanted to use my great deal.  PLUS, the last time I was in London, I saw an advertisement with James McAvoy (one of my absolute favorite actors) called three days of rain. I thought it was a new movie, but when I googled it later, I realized it was a play.  Since I knew I was going to be in London again in March, I decided to buy a ticket for the next time I’d be in town – especially since the play was only going to last for a few weeks!  I couldn’t even find two tickets, because they were selling out fast, so I treated myself to one ticket (a good seat) – which worked out for the better, because I ended up alone in London!  So then I really couldn’t waste my cheap flight AND once-in-a-lifetime theatre experience.

Naturally, I thought “three days of rain” would be an appropriate title while I was in London, because of the play’s title, and the other two times I was there, it rained or snowed EVERYDAY!  But on this trip, I got three days of sunshine!  I left on Thursday night, and stayed in a hostel in Kilburn, in the suburbs of London.  Since there was no front desk of this particular hostel, they set up instructions on a lockbox outside the front door.  It was very simple, especially since they had everything (including the bunk-bed I slept in!) with my name!  I just passed out (for 11 hours I think!)  Man, I get comfortable anywhere!  I hadn’t slept well for a week, so it was great to play catch-up.

Big Ben Hiding

Big Ben Hiding

I traveled into the city centre that day.  I tried to find this very inexpensive restaurant called Frank’s Cafe in Convent Garden, but it wasn’t at the address HostelWorld suggested.  I don’t know if they have similar addresses in the same neighborhoods (like how commercial and residential addresses are different types of numbers in Italy…), but I didn’t find it.  In it’s place was a very cheap sandwich place, so I ate there instead.  I wanted to check out the location of the Apollo Theatre before heading there later, and to pick up my ticket for the show.  Then I headed to the Tate.  This beautiful scene on the right is what the view from the Underground stop is!  I took some pretty pictures of Big Ben and Parliament, and headed down the street to the Tate.  It was a beautiful museum – and FREE!  One of my favorite things about London!  The first gallery I saw was full of Tudor art, including a portrait of Elizabeth I from the 16th century!   Along with other pictures of her cousins, and other relatives – but not remotely as cool as her own picture.

Tate Britain

Tate Britain

Of course, I was THRILLED, since I am an Elizabethean geek.  The rest of the art was very diverse – ranging from this to extremely modern.  Most of my favorites were by John Everett Millais.  Here are some of them: Ophelia, Hearts are Trumps, and The Order of the Release.  My other favorite was The Doctor, by Luke Fildes.  He based it on his own young son’s death, and the doctor that cared for him.  It was so sad.  He painted it to show his reverence for doctors.  Although, in this painting, the small light indicates that the child will live.

Afterwards, I still had a lot of time before the play, so I headed back to the hostel to freshen up.  It was a little sad to get ready for a night on the town without anyone else!  😦  Not that I was remotely depressed about seeing James McAvoy in person… but I thought it would have been more fun to have a friend there.  I put on a lovely black and white cocktail dress, and headed towards Covent Garden again.  I had spotted a wagamama and was determined to eat dinner there!  Instead of my usual, I tried the delicious ginger chicken.  I looked a bit odd – all dressed up and alone – eating at a faux-Japanese restaurant, hehe.  The waiter sat me across from a woman who was also eating alone.  She was dressed in a floral dress right out of Little House on the Prairie, with a buttoned-up Peter Pan collar, glasses, and no wedding ring.  She looked extremely lonely, and I felt sympathetic, because just traveling alone stunk – she seemed like she was alone all the time.  Although, she treated the waiter like an idiot, and gave him trouble when ringing up her credit card.  I wondered if she was bitter and rude, because she was alone, or alone because she was bitter and rude.  It was depressing.  Remind me never to go on vacation solo again.

three days of rain

three days of rain.

Then I was off to the play!  I still had time to kill, so I stopped by the Starbucks on the corner across from the Apollo, and had some hot chocolate and shortbread.  Yum!  Then I headed inside for my first West End show!  I was soooo excited!  They had a lounge for attendees in my section – real strange – and I was the most dressed up!  I just figured British theatre-goers were more urbane than New Yorkers, and therefore dressed the part – but I guess not!  Haha, a lot of people were in jeans, which I thought was a bit odd, but I guess times have changed.  The Apollo Theatre was gorgeous!  It looked like a set from an old Vaudeville or opera film.  They don’t use any microphones, because it’s designed to be intimate enough to hear the actors.  You also weren’t allowed to photograph the inside, because of copyright laws.  😦  Othwerise, I would have taken a bunch!  Some lady sneaked one, and an employee came over, told her to delete and made her do it in front of him just to make sure.  All done in the nicest of tones though – that’s the British for ya!

Now for the play!  I LOVED it.  I didn’t realize it was the same script Julia Roberts was criticized for doing on Broadway a few years back.  James McAvoy was fantastic!  It was a clever script about an architect’s two children in the 1990s, and his best friend’s son in the reading of a will.  The second part of the play is the same three actors playing their parents.  I thought they idea was highly clever.  For being a three-person play with only one set, it was extremely well-done.  I really loved it, and since the theatre was so small, it felt to intimate.

Now for the MOST exciting part!  One of the girls here, Bekah, studied abroad in London before, and she said she stalked David Schwimmer when he was performing in London at the stage door of his play, because she was obsessed with FRIENDS.  So I thought, hmm, maybe I can see James… But I couldn’t figure out where to go, until I followed a bunch of teeny-boppers headed around the side of the building.  Ta-da!  There was a gaggle of girls waiting there at the stage door!  Here is the email I sent my parents and sister after meeting the magnificent James backstage:

JAMES MCAVOY

JAMES MCAVOY

I… just… met… James McAvoy – I’m still in a daze from his intense stare.  I will write more about this later, but I need to digest it first.  Hahaha, j/k.  I’m just really tired.  The play was amazing, he stole the show I thought, but I went around to the back where the actors leave and got to meet him!!!!  He signed my program and i was delirious.  He looked right at me with that intense stare and smiled, all i mustered was “ughh, thanks so much!”  Real creative Caitlin.  Could have yelled “Go Scotland!”  or “I’m in love with you and dream about being assaulted by you against bookcases!”  Nah nah.  Ughh, what a glorious evening.  Good thing I came here!!!

Jesus, his stare… yeah, that’s not glossy film.  He’s so charming, what a friendly guy.  His co-star was signing pics as well, and he’d accidentally signed over a part of James’s face and he said “eh that’s ok, it looks better that way.”  Hahaha, omg I’m so in love.  If he wasn’t married, I would have spent all day dressing for the event and waited there all night.

I’ll write about the play later.  It was great, but James looking into my eyes was far better.  God, I need a man.”

Yes, pathetic, but I don’t care.  It was amazing!  Haha.

Good Night!
Love,
Caitlin (McAvoy – u know in the future, when he realizes he can have a small minky as a wife instead of a tall, thin blond.)

Wow, I’m a psycho.  Whatever, it was the highlight of the trip.  And I totally forgot to mention I got his autograph.

Kilburn

Kilburn

So on my second day, due to an Underground closing, and the fact I had two major papers to write in the coming weeks, I stayed at my hostel for the entire day.  I had also planned to try and get standing-room only tickets early the next morning for a Judi Dench performance in Madame de Sade, but she ended up hurting her ankle the very weekend I was there!  Which meant she wasn’t performing that weekend.  Damn!  Anyhow, when I look at how beautiful the weather was, now I just regret not leaving for the city anyway!  Look at those clouds!!  This picture was taken when I went to buy some groceries from the local gas station quick-stop.  The Underground closing wasn’t even in the direction of the city centre, so I screwed that up.  I could have been enjoying the city for an extra day!  Anyhow, I spent the whole of it researching articles and sources for my two major papers, in front of the television.  It was a really nice hostel – it was set up like a house almost, with no front desk, and a kitchen and living room.  You think the guests would be lunatics, but they really weren’t.  Most of them were there for several weeks, until they found jobs or places to live.  Oddly enough, two of the girls in my room – one from New Zealand and one from Canada – were both in my situation. One’s boyfriend who was a pilot told her to wait there, so she was alone for several weeks until he could get time off, and the other was supposed to go with a friend who ended up not making it, because she got her dream job.  They had bonded, and later that night we ended up watching cheesy movies on the television in our room.  It was pretty fun for being alone!

Queen Victoria at St. Paul's

Queen Victoria at St. Paul's

On Sunday, I went back to the city centre.  I still had some Czech money I hadn’t exchanged, because the American Express office closed in Florence because of the financial crisis!  And I didn’t want to get hit with huge fees (AmEx does it for free if you’re a student), so I waited till I came upon another one.  Googled it, and there was one right near the Apollo Theatre, so I returned to exchange the money.  The woman was sooooo freaking sweet!  Didn’t even check my student I.D.!  Why are the British so sweet?!  I headed towards St. Paul’s, and got a beautiful view from the Starbucks across from it.  I worked a little more on the sources I had found for my paper, but then I just wanted to get outside and explore!  Bekah, again, told me that St. Paul’s is “free” on Sundays, because people are going to church there.  Better than spending 8 pounds!  (Kudos to Bekah for making this trip truly awesome!)  I finally got to see the inside of the beautiful cathedral Elizabeth I attended.  Decorated in white and touches of gold, it is absolutely gorgeous.  Not too ostentatious like Catholic cathedrals, and not too plain like Muslim mosques.  Just right.  Although, I must admit, I saw some breath-taking Mosques when I visited Egypt.  Generally though, they’re designed not to distract worshippers.

Millenium Bridge

Millenium Bridge

Afterward I headed towards the other side of the Thames, going over the Millenium Bridge.  That’s the view from the other end, on the left.   I think that picture is awesome.  I stopped by the Globe Theatre, which is just next to the bridge.  I had bought Christmas ornaments of the Globe and of Elizabeth I when I was there in January, because the pound was at a 2-year low.  Since my family collects Christmas ornaments from the places we travel to, I thought it made sense to buy them when they were at their cheapest, because we’ll be returning in July.  One of my friends here, Leigh, loved the ornament, and didn’t get a chance to buy her own, so I picked one up for her while I was there.  (Although the section of the giftshop there was closed cause of flooding, I asked one of the workers to sneak back there and get me the Globe ornament.  He wasn’t thrilled, but he’ll live.)

Lazy Sunday in London

Lazy Sunday in London

The rest of the day, I walked along the Thames River.  On a sunny Sunday, it is beautiful.  There were so many families out, it felt like I was in someone’s neighborhood – not the capital of England!  I brought a sandwich along, and just people-watched from a bench.  There were babies playing, people making sand sculptures on the banks of the river, picnickers, and even a used book market under one of the bridges.  It was delightfully quaint.  It just added to my passion for this city.  I must live here one day!  It is such a friendly place to be.  Look at that view!  I ended up at Leicester Square, and decided to see the new Queen Victoria movie, The Young Victoria. I would be back with my family to see the other museums, and I wanted it to be my first time seeing it with them, so I figured I would get a dose of British history through film… even though it’s not entirely accurate.  But it DOES have Emily Blunt.  One of my favorite up & coming actresses.  It was a pretty good movie, and Blunt can really carry a film.  It was the perfect time to go meet up with Claire, Kim’s friend attending school in London.  She wanted to take me to Filthy McNasty’s – a popular whiskey bar with good Thai food and pies that rock stars frequent.  Apparently, they weren’t serving dinner that night, so we wondered into a little Indian restaurant instead.  Haha, chicken curry again!  I love eating Indian food!!  I’ve gotten it every time I’ve been to London now!  It was a nice way to end the rest of the trip – since I would have to be up by 4am to catch a bus to Victoria Station for another bus to the airport, and on my way back to Florence!

London Light

London Light

Kim & Carol bought me a wagamama cookbook in Dubai, so now I have all my favorite recipes at hand!  I’m including the dish I snuck in before three days of rain.

wagamama ginger chicken teppan

200 g (7 0z.) udon noodles

handful of mangetout, finely sliced

1/2 red onion, peeled and thickly sliced

4 spring onions, trimmed and cut into 2.5 cm (1 inch) lengths

1 garlic clove, peeled and finely sliced

1 tablespoon fresh ginger root, peeled and grated

2 tablespoons roughly chopped coriander

1 red chili, deseeded and finely sliced

2 handfuls of beansprouts

3 tablespoons tsuyu sauce

2 eggs, beaten

2 tablespoons veggie oil

300 g (10.5 oz.) boneless, skinless chicken thigh meet, cut into strips

2 teaspoons pickled ginger

6 sprigs of coriander

Cook the noodles in a large pan of boiling water for 2-3 mins. or until tender.  Drain and refresh under cold running water.  Put all the ingredients except the oil, chicken, pickled giner and coriander sprigs in a large bowl, adding in the noodles last, and mix to combine.  Heat the wok over a medium heat for 1-2 mins. or until completely hot and almost smoking and add the veggie oil.  Add the chicken and stir fry for 5 mins.  or until cooked.  Add everything from the bowl and stir fry for 3-4 mins.  Check the seasoning, then divide the stir fry between 2 plates and scatter over the pickled ginger and coriander sprigs.

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