Saturday, March 31

BYE-BYE!!

good friday had the boys and i on some stirfryday fire!
yup.
that's a boys'-night-in kind of a thing,
and it was kind of  F*ing awesome.
check the teleport:

YEAH!!!!!!
coconut oil fried tofu is so crisp, and so tight, and so expert.
y'gotta scoop a blop of oil into a hot pan, and brown up each and every side
of that exxxtra firm business for maxxximum hot crawnch, bro.
that's real.
and those NOODS?!
maaaaan, it was a definite free look friday around here,
with those spicy FAT noodoos-
the label on 'em was in some language i cannot decipher,
although i suspect it was thai, despite the chef illustration on it
looking especially ethnically non-specific.
ANYway, they were FAT rice triangles,
and they soaked up SAUCE like sponges.
mmmmmmm.
a fresh drunken hottie-boombalottie sauce did right by the three of us, too.
yep.
there were four dudes present, nate, dylan, crabtree, and myself,
but the dog only had a few carrot nubs, and no spicy stuff...
i really like that drunken noodles aren't made using alcohol.
.....because all of ya'll already know how categorically unhappy drinking makes me.
i'll repeat myself once again:
it's okay NOT to drink.
in fact,
it only makes perfect sense not to poison yourself, doesn't it?
i think so, but then, who the heck am i to say?
we had sesame oil-charred cabbage, with green bell pepper,
sweet multicolor peppers, hot red chili, celery, carrot, broccoli,
cilantro, garlic, ginger, and onion, stir fried and blasted with HOT SAUUUUCE!
yup.
the noods were boiled (there were NOT instructions for them,
so we went rogue and freestyled the preparations),
drained, rinsed, and tossed with sauce, AND sriracha, AND exxxta chili garlic paste.
yes, kids- too much si the right amount,
and since i whipped up MORE noods than i knew were going to blow up in the bowl,
i needed MORE hottness to make it hot and spicy.
no worries.
the freestyle add-ins are a good thing.
right?
i mean, you guys do it too, don't you?
oh, good.
the o.g. sauce was no joke, either-
it had:
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STONE-SOBER DRUNKEN SAUCE!
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2 T tamari;
3 T rice wine vinegar;
1 T green dragon sriracha;
2 T red sriracha;
1 T chili-garlic paste;
1 clove crushed garlic;
1/2 tsp ground mustard;
1/4 tsp black pepper;
1/2 tsp ea GPOP;
2 T lime juice;
1 tsp sesame oil;
1 T agave.
whisked and rested, it does what it does, which is to say, it just is F*ing awesome.
that's the truth.
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raw carrot, cucumber, pea tendrils, two-tone toasted sesame seed spranks,
lime, cilantro, and AVO-DF*ING-CADO,
and all of a sudden,
we're representing on some turbo-epic edible elite expertism.
combined with the conversation, and active participation of some good dudes,
the night went from predictable disappointment to well-appointed and anointed
capable time-spanning with worthy warrior poets.
i like that, and i'm lucky they were around to keep my wild werewolfen
worries and woes at bay for a time,
before the moon-baying and baleful bae-berating began in earnest.
ha.
i am an appreciator of reliable people;
of kept plans;
of follow through;
of motivated determination;
of conscious right action;
these are the things that keep me going.
when i can span time with folks who attend and interact
as competent, capable, communicative, involved, and invested individuals,
my day/night is vastly improved for the experience.
i'm grateful for the time with these guys.
it was well spent.
***********
this is it.
the last day of march.
out like a liar, out like a ram.
it's an aries-style god of war, marching to battle-
and on top of that, in golden fleecy clothing,
there's werewolfen wild'n out ongoing-
as the sky is filled with steely blue iron-magnetic light.
i can feel it, pulsing in sync with my pulse-
the page on the calendar is dying,
and the moon is holding a big blue funeral for it.
it's the second full moon this month.
that's cool.
too much is the right amount,
and it's ending the same way it started.
FULL and empty;
never quiet, never soft.....

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