Tuvalu | Tuna Curry

CLICK HERE FOR THE RECIPE I USED

(Please excuse the dark photo, I thought the sunlight streaming in through the window behind me and the light over the stove would be adequate. They were not. Also there was a lot of steam because the curry was piping hot!)

I knew Tuvalu would be a challenging country for me because it is a small island nation and small island nations are always a challenge. They tend to eat a lot of fresh seafood and use local fruits and vegetables that I cannot access in my tiny little town in the middle of the desert.

These limitations left me with ONE recipe option for Tuvalu and I had to make it with frozen tuna steaks because our grocery store doesn’t seem to carry “fresh” tuna steaks. You work with what you’ve got!

This was really easy to prepare. It involved minimal chopping, measuring out curry powder, and opening a can of coconut milk. It was also a quick meal; it took less than a half hour to cook!

How’d it turn out?

It was fine. There’s nothing objectionable or off-putting about it, it was just fine and that is probably due to a choice I made! The recipe calls for spicy red peppers but I couldn’t find those at the grocery store and went with one large Serrano pepper and that was inadequate. Two Serranos would have been better! The chopped-up tuna steak didn’t really add a lot in the way of flavor; it was more of a texture. I don’t know if that’s because it was frozen and not fresh or if the curry just cancelled it out.

Would I make it again?

No. There’s nothing wrong with the recipe and, if you like tuna steaks and you like curry, you’d probably enjoy it!

BUT my husband hates the smell of fish and the smell of curry so I had to make this while he was not home. And I had to take odor control steps afterward so he wasn’t smacked in the face with the aroma of tuna curry when he came home from work. The tuna had zero fishy smell, to me anyway, but there was still curry in the air.

Out of consideration for him and because airing the house out so he can’t detect it is a PITA, I won’t make it again.