So I’m sitting at the bar in Republic, the noodle shop in Union Square (I’m fond of their curried duck noodles, particularly if I have a glass of cold beer to go along with it), watching the chefs do their thing, and it hits me. What I really want when I hit it big and remodel my kitchen is a wok station. One with big huge roaring flames and room to make a mess. I like the idea. Big loud, roaring flames. The only problem is that I’m not entirely sure that I’d have room for it in my apartment. Perhaps the solution would be to buy the apartment next door and expand…
In related news, I’m finally working on Condensed China again. It’s only four years out of date. Time for an update.
And if you’re at all interested in travel photography, you can investigate some of my pictures of last year’s SE Asia trip here. It’s somewhat old (meaning that if you’ve seen these before, you won’t be seeing anything new) and I’ve been meaning to integrate it with my main site, but guess what — I haven’t. The pictures will migrate over eventually. Someday.
I am in search of the original Oodle of Noodles that appeared in SuperMarkets across America. If someone can tell me where or how I can get my hands on some of the original Oodle of Noodles that has since been replace by Ramen Noodles?