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.
I might have to have a creamy pasta thing for lunch! Because lord knows I'm not cooking one at home in the summer.
And Liese's post makes me want to make my friend's starchy Midwestern Asian comfort food -- ground beef, rice, green beans, with lots of soy sauce. Maybe that will be dinner.
OH! I forgot the whole reason I came over here -- I was just emailed a photo of someone's computer screen, along with the question of if the document I sent her was a Word doc or a PDF.
I was just emailed a photo of someone's computer screen, along with the question of if the document I sent her was a Word doc or a PDF.
HAHAHA. Because you can tell from the aura.
Also, yes, today is the uber-Monday.
Jeesh, Maria, yeah that sounds tiring!
Jaw still swollen but okay. I more than halfway wanted to call in sick today, but also figure that if this level of "sick" constitutes unable to work-ness, will I ever be well enough to come in? So here I am. Plus side, easier access to crushed ice at work than at home, so I can always have a fresh ice pack when I need one and not rely on the spinach not thawing out.
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.
We used to have a thing like that made with pork (from I Hate to Cook) and my memories of it are of me making it, but Mom must have made it before that because I picked it as a dish I would learn to cook because I liked to eat it.
I have traditionally made tuna salad with no mayo, just mustard. Because I like mustard. A lot.
It turns out that when you spend a weekend doing nothing but adulting, you want to stab everyone in the face on Monday morning.
This may be the truthiest statement in the history of truthiness.
I was just emailed a photo of someone's computer screen, along with the question of if the document I sent her was a Word doc or a PDF.
Wow, that's kind of neat.
