My wife is an excellent cook. Like, the kind of person who watches Iron Chef, says, “I could do that…” and means it. I am definitely the sous chef in the food-preparation arena of our relationship. Although she can make elaborate Japanese, Chinese, or Korean dinners (sometimes all three in one) the aspect of her cooking superpowers that impresses me the most is how she can whip up spectacular dishes with remnants from the fridge and the back of our pantry.
Recently I found myself at home alone on a Saturday afternoon, hungry and hunting through the (empty) fridge, I thought, “Maybe I should order a pizza.” Okay, that’s not even sous chef.
Luckily I encountered some udon noodles and remembered how excellent they had been for lunch the week before. And I thought, the Internet and I are up to this.