...so is that my most perverted-sounding subject line yet?
Sorry to disappoint anyone googling for evil activities involving mammalian infants, but I refer to the young tender version of the Chinese vegetable also known as "yu choi", "yu choy", or "you cai". (This is the same plant people use to get oil from, hence the name, but it's very tasty. I prefer it to most versions of broccoli, eastern or western.)
I had it for lunch yesterday. Mmmm.... On Friday night I had cooked it in a pan with oil, garlic, salt. Yesterday I combined it with the leftover pasta (rotelle in red sauce, in this case a jar of marinara from Trader Joe's, an onion, a couple of tomatoes, and frozen artichoke hearts (also thanks to TJ's!). Maybe it's just me, but I like artichoke hearts in my pasta) and some of what my family calls "the chicken sauce" (i.e. the Huy Fong brand of sriracha). One of my favorite foods in the world!
This has been another pointless post brought to you by the post-NaNo blahs. I've written more words in this post than I wrote in my novel all yesterday.