I put a kettle on our gas burning stove to make some coffee and am leaning over the corner to throw away a piece of trash in our super classy trash bag on the floor – when all of the sudden I smell something burning. It was a good two inches of my hair. At this exact moment I hear a stranger’s voice saying hellooo as the front door to our apartment is being opened. I jump over to see who it is while holding the tuft of burnt hair hanging over my right shoulder (now missing two inches from it and smelling awful). I’m still in my pajamas (a.k.a. a baggy t-shirt and Scott’s boxers) and smelling of burnt hair as I stare bewilderingly at this strange man who just opened my door unannounced as the water begins to boil in the kettle on the stove. As the kettle is boiling and I’m holding my burnt hair, he (who I soon discovered was a maintenance man for the building) begins to tell me how I will not be able to use my kitchen sink as of that exact moment, and at best not for another three days. I’m a hot mess and trying to focus on asking him some necessary questions to figure out why I will have to be washing my dishes in the bath tub for the next few days while I let the kettle continue to rattle in the background and try not to get too distracted by the smell of my burnt hair. Once I squeeze all the details out of him that I can, I let him go, turn off the burner so that darn kettle can settle down, and go chop off another half inch or so of my hair to remove the extra burnt ends. This was Friday morning, the beginning of our very odd week.
I wander around our town aimlessly, not sure what my purpose is that day if I can’t be in the kitchen recipe testing (because I did not want to do dishes in the bathtub) until my dad arrives that afternoon. He pulls up in my mom’s old car, that he fixed up, and drove all the way from Phoenix to… GIVE to us. That’s right, a total undeserved gift – a car – which my dad so selflessly repaired and took the time to drive to Denver for us on his sabbatical. How do you even show enough thankfulness for a gift that huge? We pick up a pizza that night, watch some Stanley Cup Hockey (R.I.P. Penguins…) and discuss all the idiosyncrasies of our new old car. That next morning we drive my dad to the airport (we have a car, we can do that now) and then Scott and I meander around Denver, IN A CAR. Not worrying about how many minutes we are racking up on Car2Go, not mapping out how many miles we will have to walk or bike to get somewhere, just driving. It was awesome, and at the same time felt SO ODD. That night we tackled all of our dishes that had been piling up in our bathtub (cause that’s normal?) and contributed even more to the oddness.
I woke up sick the next morning and spent all day laying in bed or on the couch, watching movies with Scott and sleeping a ton. It poured rain all day and I felt royally awful. The next morning (now Monday) I woke up groggy and unmotivated, and to our water being shut off for the entire day (9am-5pm). Now we not only didn’t have a working kitchen sink, but we were without running water too. I spent the afternoon at the cafe in Whole Foods and ate up their organic salad bar (not too bad). I got home that afternoon to a phone call from Scott. Someone had tried to mug him on his way home from work. He had been hit a few times in the face and head, then luckily a guy on a balcony nearby started yelling at the mugger and scared him off. WHAT THE HECK? Thankfully we both woke up feeling well yesterday, neither of us got mugged, and our kitchen sink is finally back in order. Here’s to hoping this next week is a little less odd. Heck, I’ll take boringly normal at this point.
MOVING ON. This soba noodle recipe is one you need to go make ASAP. I was swooning over the pages of Straight From the Earth, seriously struggling to choose a recipe to make, when this one smacked me in the face and gave me soba-noodle-dreams (Kung Fu Panda? Anyone?). This whole book is filled with delicious plant based recipes that make you want to rush to the farmers market. Plus they are simple and totally achievable no matter your skill level in the kitchen. When Urban Outfitters asked if I would like to make a recipe from this cookbook for their blog it was an immediate YES. I could have made five. But I was seriously craving some peanut sauce and landed on this gem of a recipe. I love the combination of the garlic-y sautéed carrots with fresh edamame and soba. Then topped with this magical peanut sauce (that is so easy), crisp green onions, and crunchy peanuts – this dish is a new favorite for sure. Get the recipe I shot for Urban Outfitters over on their blog here!
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To get the recipe for this soba noodle bowl over on Urban Outfitters’ site, click here!
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