Anyhow Noodles
“What are you making?” you asked, as you walked into the kitchen. “Ugh, you’re using that giant ass wok. It’s such a hassle to wash,” you said.
“Hey, this wok is feeding your ass so don’t complain,” I replied.
“So what are you making? It looks like you’re just randomly throwing things into the wok and frying shit up.”
“That’s right, I’m making ‘Anyhow Noodles.'”
“Anyhow Noodles? What the heck is that?”
“It’s where you randomly throw things into the wok and fry shit up. When you understand cooking enough at my level, you can throw anything into a wok and it’ll turn out fine.”
“So what goes into Anyhow Noodles?”
“You have to have noodles, that’s why it’s ‘Anyhow Noodles’ and not ‘Anyhow Rice,’ right?”
“I can see that…”
“And then, you add in vegetables, meat, brown sauce and you’re done!”
“Wait hold on. Brown sauce?”
“Yes. Brown sauce. It’s sauce that’s brown.”
“And what goes in brown sauce?”
“Brown flavour.”
“That doesn’t even make sense.”
“It does back home. Everyone knows what ‘brown sauce’ is. It’s an established flavour.”
“You’re making shit up. You’re fucking with me.”
“If you don’t believe me, go ask your friend Cassie. She’ll know what ‘brown flavour’ is. All Asians know it.”
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“Ok I don’t believe it. She told me ‘brown’ is totally a flavour. Her mum makes food with it too, what the fuck. That’s so weird.”
“Well I’m sorry the food you’re eating is weird.”
“Ok then what’s the meat that goes into Anyhow Noodles? ‘Has-legs’? ‘Living-creature?’ ‘Matter???'”
“Don’t be silly. It’s just beef.”
The Hexacoto 