Y'all are just too too kind to be so sympathetic about this whole "Gee, Spinster Stitcher, it's too bad but I'm afraid that your knee is now out of warranty" crisis. Truth be told, I'm actually quite fine and know in my heart of hearts that I will be back to my ornery self real soon. Too bad about that career as a world class triathlete, though.
Not one stitch was stitched last night because Aunt Chrissy came for Noodle Bowl (!) and then we went to the grocery store so that I could buy the following combination of items that made even the cashier wonder what the hell is wrong with me:
two Snickers cupcakes
a half of a blueberry pie
a bag of Jordan almonds
a bag of York Peppermint Patties (because I was hot and convinced they would cool me off)
a bag of extra thick Reese's peanut butter cups
Icy Hot gel in a special new applicator
Icy Hot roll for knees, ankles, and elbows
This particular shopping excursion rivaled those of my youth when I would slap a pack of ciggies, three bags of peanut M&M's, a bottle of wine, and an extra large package of "feminine needs" onto the conveyor belt and then dare anybody to ask me how I was doing. But alas, there was not one bit of P, M, or S last night. I just got some weird idea that what Chez Spinster needed was more junk that will sit on the counter for a month and then get thrown away.
Noodle Bowl is a new event that has been introduced into my ridiculous little life because of the SoHo Japanese Bistro down the street. Aunt Chrissy absolutely adores sushi and we've gone to this freakin' restaurant about a billion and a half times in the last two months. (See? Told you I exaggerate). Anywhoose....I can't do the whole raw thing, so one of the last times we were there I ordered a noodle bowl. It was lovely, so I did what any self-respecting spinster would do. I obsessed about it for two days and then dug out the wok and started making it for myself every night for dinner (and 10 p.m. snack time, unfortunately).
Although I would love to tell you that I know what I'm doing with this particular concoction, truth is that I just chop up a ton of veggies like celery, carrots, shallots, peppers, and whatever else is in the bin and then I stir fry it all up with soy sauce, Lipton onion/mushroom soup mix, teraki marinade and beef broth. The final crowning glory comes when I dump the entire thing over a pound of thin spaghetti.
Noodle Bowl. There you have it. (*)
That's the report for today. I'm planting my behind in the Happy Chair tonight, so hopefully I will have some pics of progress for you toot sweet!
(*) Stop that retching. Aunt Chrissy ate it and said it was pretty darn good, so consider that your Good Housekeeping Seal of Approval!