【Stem Lettuce stir fry 】
by MaomaoMom
Chinese love to use the stem of stem lettuce instead of leaves to make various dishes. I made this stir fry for dinner, MaomaoDad loved it.

Prepare time: 10 minutes
Cook time: 5 minutes
Level: Low
Serves: 3 servings
Ingredients:
1) 2 stem lettuce 500g;
2) 1.5 tbsp dried and skinless shrimps;
3) 1.5 tbsp home made chili oil, 2 tbsp freshly chopped green onion;
4) 1 tsp dark vinegar, 1/2 tsp salt, 1/8 tsp ground white peper, 1/6 tsp chicken broth mix;
Directions:
1: In the morning before going to work, soak dry shrimps in cold water. Prior to use, drain the shrimps. Peel off the skin of the stem lettuce, rinse and then cut into matchstick-sized strips (Picture 1).
2: Heat 1.5 tbsp home made chili oil in a non-stick sauté pan over high heat. Sauté chopped green onion and soaked shrimps for 1-2 minutes (Picture 3).

3: Add stem lettuce strips, stir and cook for 30 seconds (Picture 3). Add all ingredients of Ingredient 4) (Picture 4) stir and cook for additional 1 minute until the stem lettuce strips just cooked. Transfer to a serving plate and serve immediately over some steamed rice.





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