
It’s December 1. Hard to type, even harder to comprehend. And I’ve already hit the wall. Thanksgiving is done, Black Friday has passed, lights are twinkling, holiday songs are playing, and it’s even snowing tonight. But I’ve had enough today. I feel like I haven’t had time to process it all. The panic is starting to set in, before I actually knew I was panicking! It’s a tough one this year. For all of us. I saw a lot of worried faces this weekend. A lot of “deer in the headlights” expressions walking through the decorated stores, almost like they couldn’t believe this was happening. I know people are worried, it seems about almost everything. Many shoulders are feeling the burden of the uncertain and frankly a bit frightening times we’re living right now. But we’re resilient, people, we really are. We’ll smile, we’ll give thanks again for what we have, we’ll give a helping hand to another in need. We’ll hear that version of “Santa Baby” playing on the radio that makes us laugh, we’ll get the schedules figured out so we can fit almost everything in, our families and friends will hug and kiss us, the wine will warm us, and all will be okay. It will, that’s who we are.
But today, I had enough of the holiday food. I couldn’t bear another cream laden, butter stuffed, maple, marshmallow, pumpkin covered morsel. I know, I know, there is so much more to come. And I will be held accountable by many I’m sure of being a contributor to multiple buttons popping and ” Deep breath, pull tight, there! It fits!” moments. Guilty. You will be too. But tonight I needed something different. My cells couldn’t breathe. My little tiny taste buds went on strike. I want something zingy and fresh. Something spicy with different textures. Somehow with 20 degrees and snow outside, salad wasn’t calling my name. But this was. Lime-soy Soba noodles. Vegetables, one roasted, one wilted, a couple barely warm, one raw. Garlic chile paste to gently burn those taste buds back into action. Healthy. Light but filling! No fat! (ok, well only 1 teaspoon, shhh.) Sheesh! I’m starting to sound like Jack LaLane! You too can do 100 one-handed push ups after eating this meal! 200 if you juice it! Ha. Slight exaggeration. Ok. Huge. You won’t be able to do any push up unless you could before this dish, and you’re not going to jump up from the table and start singing “Here I am to save the day!”. But, but…….you might feel a little lighter in spirit. And I promise, in the midst of all the holiday cakes and pies, drinks and nibbles, shots and sauces we have coming I’ll keep putting these kind of recipes in there. Something to wake us up, shake it loose, so we can get back to sugar covered gingerbread with a smile.
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