Ooh, that sounds so good, lisah! Dinner, morning yoga, trip to UK - all of it!
(Autocorrect says you are lush, btw)
I have packed all the soft foods and all my meds. Now if I can manage to get dressed I will have no excuse not to go to work.
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Ooh, that sounds so good, lisah! Dinner, morning yoga, trip to UK - all of it!
(Autocorrect says you are lush, btw)
I have packed all the soft foods and all my meds. Now if I can manage to get dressed I will have no excuse not to go to work.
My egg noodles are always mush.
Make sure you are cooking in plenty of boiling water and start checking for doneness a couple of minutes before the suggested cooking time on the package.
I'm not sure why my mom used canned cream of mushroom soup for tuna casserole but always made mornay sauce from scratch for her mac & cheese (also, very delicious). I'll have to ask her!
I have no excuse not to go to work. My commute is 12 steps. I would like to take this morning off, though. We were short-handed at the restaurant, and I ended up working from 5 to 1 am yesterday. So now I'm achy and exhausted, and Monday is already being Monday.
(Autocorrect says you are lush, btw)
NICE!
-t, I hope your mouth feels better today.
Rob was always the tuna noodle casserole king. His used either rice or egg noodles--depending on his mood--peas, canned tuna, cream of cheddar soup, salt, pepper, and corn flake crumbs on top. And now I want his tuna casserole.
My mom never made tuna noodle casserole (her equivalent used chicken instead), but she does make the yummiest tuna salad I've ever tasted. Like me she hates mayonnaise, so uses the bare minimum required to hold it together.
My mom used to make tuna casserole using those dried chow mein noodles, eliminating the boil pasta step. The inside ones would get noodly and the ones near the top maintained their crunch.
Monday is already being Monday.
It turns out that when you spend a weekend doing nothing but adulting, you want to stab everyone in the face on Monday morning.
Also, when people say they are going to come visit you in San Francisco, and I'm all, "I hope you don't think you're staying with me, because HA HA HA NOPE." Like, you do realize I haven't moved in yet?
I'm probably not going to kill everyone.
Probably.
Aww, Maria.
It's funny, because I don't actually have childhood memories of tuna noodle casserole, Japanese upbringing and all. We probably would have had tuna noodle casserole with a side of rice.
This is one of my, "I got married at eighteen and we're both working as temps in factory jobs" staples. To this day, I cook the starchy, fatty Midwestern comfort foods in our household, and Dave cooks all the haute cuisine and healthy Asian food. Which lead to something of an existential crisis for me when we started to eat healthier. My mom is one of those people who expresses love through food to the point of neurosis, I am not, but it took some time to break those habits I'd inherited from her.
The closet thing I've ever had to tuna noodle casserole is spaghetti with canned tuna in olive oil in a tomato sauce. A go to quick comfort dinner in my house growing up, which I make all the time now as well.