NOODLETIME!!

thai thursday.
that's good stuff.
of course, if y'all ain't sayin' it: tie terzday, i'm gonna suggest you start asap.
i used squiggly noods.
almost rameny ones.
maybe they're uber-ramen, or proto-ramen, or somethin' like that.
i threw away the package before i cooked 'em, so i'm at a loss.
here's the thing:
spicy noods are what you want, and need, and crave-
but as long as there are noodles involved, you're pretty much all set.
that is, if you like variety in your asian pasta game.
for me, personally, it's all about the sauce, and the add-ons.
and i'll keep saying that until you believe me.
mmhmm.
without the proper exxxtras, all you've got is bummeroni and ho'sauce.
ha.
that's real.
look at the example i'm setting for superior noodity:

THAIIIIIIIIIGHT!
get it?
oh, c'mon, man.
you're into it, aren't you?
word.
those squigglers are underneath in force,
and then there's the tofu-
dry-fried thin sliced exxxtra-firmness, strong and hot and golden,
and finished with a short sizzle in raw coconut oil for a flavor/crunch-upgrade.
expert.
then, there's the veggie medley, neighbors-
sweet and hot chili peppers, celery, green and red onions, multicolored carrot,
minced broccoli stems, tomatoes, cilantro...
and on top, steaming away, half a head of broccoli florets,
activated with a powerfully spicy sweet sauce!
yuuuuuuuup.
without a savage sauce to steep in, all those crawnchy veggies are just salady bullsh!t.
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YESTERDAY'S SAUCE!
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2 T tamari;
3 T sriracha;
1 T sesame oil;
2 T rice wine;
2 T lime juice;
1 1/2" skin-on organic nub of ginger, slivered;
4 cloves sliced garlic;
1/4 tsp black pepper;
1 T regular-A* ho'sauce;
1/2 tsp ea. GPOP.
^^^^^FIIIIIIIIIRE^^^^^^^
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and then, when all that is all set,
you drop the freshie-fresh jauns on TOP.
yup.
too much is the right amount.
that's real.
we got sossamon sesame two-tone seeds.
we got cilantro sprankles.
we got scallion bits.
we got coolwater cuke slabs.
we even got that mint, for cryin' out loud.
radicchio ribbons? sssshhhhhhhh. tha'sright, kid.
and to make certain i took my solo bowl-o of noods for the dudes to eleven?
AVO-F*ING-CADO, bro.
i don't want ordinary.
i want exceptional.
and not just on my supper table, either.
active participation and intentional effort and attention are the order of the day.
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this weekend had better be expert AF.
i need it.
there's been enough grief, grievance, and god-awful garish grogginess
to last me through the whole summer, and it's still technically spring for another month.
i'm doing my damnedest to be ready for what's next,
but i've still gotta fully let go of what's recently gone first-
i'll be diving deep into the murk of my mixed feelings,
letting this memorial day be the site-specific final farewell for those i've lost-
heck-
some of 'em aren't even dead, yet-
but, i s'pose their previous-level personas kind of are, though...
so, this is it.
fyi-
i'm counting on close connections to interject some light-hearted hottness
in the wake of some cold-hearted cruelty.
my hands are open, waving bye-bye and hello at the same time.
the thing is, they're not holding on, but they're ready to grab onto something new.
where's the future?
it's right here.
it's all really happening,
and that's still the whole point;
never quiet, never soft.....