Temporarily poleaxed by a long period of low air pressure — not dead yet, just not functioning at all well — I’m posting a little thing from the most recent issue (July 8 & 15, 2024) of the New Yorker:
Cartoon by Pia Guerra and Ian Boothby
Pandora’s disastrous opening, in mythical times, of the box containing all the evils that beset mankind comes round again in her opening the comments section on her laptop, thus freeing all the vileness of the human spirit. As it was once, so must it be again.
I did manage to produce a super-tasty cold dinner for myself, using the second half of yesterday’s bun with grilled prawns from the Hometown Noodle Restaurant (primarily Vietnamese) in Redwood City. Their description of this dish (reproduced here verbatim):
Thin cold vermicelli a hint rice noodle, is called a bun in Vietnamese. It’s combined with bean sprouts, shredded lettuce, cucumber and garnished with toasted peanuts. Served with house special fish sauce.
From this I created a cold Vietnamese soup: leftover bun with prawns, some kale salad, chicken broth, sriracha, and hummus (to make the broth thicker and more flavorful). Definitely worth doing intentionally.
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