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Noodles with green.

Noodles with green.

It’s been one of those weeks where I tried to get everything done. Except for grocery shopping. That didn’t get done. The only vegetable in the fridge was a cucumber and the only fruit was a lime. I found one lonely package of udon in the cupboard, some frozen shrimp in the freezer and luckily no matter how far behind I am on grocery shopping I will never ever run out of condiments.

An onion from the garden fried with shrimp. Udon warmed in the pan and everything tossed in a sauce of toasted sesame oil, soy sauce, brown sugar, chilli paste, peanut butter, minced garlic and chicken bouillon. Garnished with chives from the garden, and the lonely fruit and vegetable from the crisper. Green chopsticks to add one more green to the plate.

assuming makes…

assuming makes…

Well… it looks like I could use a lesson in Italian culinary terms. I was grocery shopping, in a hurry, and my regular go-to sauce wasn’t there. Quickly, quickly pick another! It’s red, it’s a brand I like, no obvious deal breakers (like mushrooms) for the kids. Done. Arrabbiata it is. I now know that arrabbiata means angry. Angry for all the spicy chillies. The kids had a quickly whipped up pesto pasta, and it looks like I will be eating arrabbiata for a few days.

Leftover rotini with arrabbiata sauce. Topped with grated parmesan. Luckily, I love spice and am not the least bit angry about it.