cellophane noodle salad with roast pork
You know, it’s so easy to get in a rut. Invite some friends over, get what you need, hustle to have everything ready, as people arrive when they may either slightly over or undercooking certain things because it’s impossible to perfectly time, bring out a big platter or two of what-not, “ta-da!” it, dig in, eat and drink too much and… well, then what? Is that all there is? It’s not the company but the routine threatens makes it less wild the eighth time around.
And I confess that I was looking for yet another Spring pasta dish when I ran across this recipe that was anything but… what I ever thought I’d make. But like those red shoes (I bought mine in February, mind you) or that soft-spoken guy that is so not your type (I married mine almost two years ago), sometimes what you never predicted is exactly what you need.
