An Ode to Fish Sauce

I could not live without you.

Don't judge me or hate me; hear me out. My name is the Little Dinner Lady, and I am obsessed with fish sauce. Nam pla, I love you. You may be stinky fermented little fish, but used correctly you add a massive umami punch to anything you touch. I love you in spag bol, chicken broth, and if I can't sprinkle you over a thai curry, then there is just no point. There. I said it. My dirty rotten smelly pleasure. If I had to choose between you and Tobasco, you would win. And that it saying something.

That is all.