Fried chicken salad
1/2 cabbage, finely shredded
1 cup mung bean sprouts
1 carrot, grated
1/2 cup coriander leaves
1/4 cup mint leaves
1/2 cup peanuts, lightly toasted
600g chicken thigh fillets
3 tbsp flour
1 tsp ground chilli
1 tsp salt
1 tsp ground white pepper
1/4 cup oil
1/4 cup coconut cream
1 tbsp fish sauce
2 tsp grated ginger
1. In a large bowl, mix together the shredded cabbage, mung beans, carrot, coriander leaves, mint leaves and toasted peanuts.
2. Slice the chicken into thin strips, then toss with combined flour, chilli, salt and pepper.
3. Heat oil in a deep, high-sided frying pan or saucepan and cook the chicken in batches until crisp and golden. Drain excess oil on paper towels.
4. Arrange cabbage mixture on a platter and drizzle over combined coconut cream, fish sauce and ginger. Place chicken on top and serve at once.
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