The World is Not a Casserole

By Emily Farris

I’m babysitting today, and because the family is getting ready to go on vacation, there’s not much food in the house. Because it’s raining (unfortunately, not men) I decided I’d just concoct a little something.

There was no soup or broth in the house, so a casserole was out of the question. But, I thought I could follow the same basic principle—throw a few things together, a little of this, a little of that—and I’d have a great meal.

They had what appeared to be the fixins for pad Thai—rice noodles, fish sauce, soy sauce, peanut butter, sesame oil—and I figured I could forgo a recipe. If you know anything about Asian cooking, you do the math.

Obviously, I’m still hungry.

UPDATE: The dog, who eats everything—including hobo poop—turned her nose up at it. Hey, I never claimed to be good at anything but casseroles.


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