Baby Got Knack

 A knack for cooking, that is!

My daughter is a sucker for a crab rangoon.  My issue with this little morsel, is that pretty much every restaurant on Earth uses "krab" with a K.  Here, in my little coastal state, we spell "crab" with a C, as it is so. Red-dyed surimi (Krab) is fish. Not crab of any sort. It's fake ass Krab.  So, due to my seething loathing for this stuff, I informed the wunderkind that I'd much rather make rangoons at home so I know she's getting the real deal.

We made our inaugural batch together yesterday and were quite pleased with our results.  Today, she decided she wanted to make more, but as a solo mission.  She used the cookbook she gave me last Christmas, The Woks of Life. After our first batch yesterday, the one change she decided on, and it was the right decision, was to increase the crab meat by one ounce. They turned out great and we've decided that using 3 oz. of crab will be our standard.  

She had a few as a little snack and still has about 20 more that we will store in the freezer for next time.  I'm very proud of her and more importantly, she's proud of herself and her efforts. This may become the signature dish of the Vivver!