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I spent last night canoodling in my pajamas.

No, I haven’t “met someone” and relinquished my single girl status.

I canoodled my radish. <— oh dear. that sounds naughty.



I made daikon-noodles.

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What’s it takes to turn this:


into this?

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Mad skillz for starters. Or a mandolin.

(I’m mandolin-less but madskillz-full.)


And LOTS of canoodling.

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Here the deal:

You julienne your daikon, sprinkle it with sea or kosher salt and let it sit. The salt extracts water from the radish and it begins to soften. The daikon gets sort-of noodley. Noodlish?

Every 20 minutes or so canoodle your noodle…..or massage your radish.

(Oh good grief.  I swear I am typing this just shaking my head and wondering where this stuff comes from. )

Give it a juuzsh.

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The longer you let it sit, the softer it will get. (Oh dear. This could get ugly but let’s not.)

Um…rinse the salt from the radish, drain and … boom. Delicious daikon “noodles in the raw.” I like it just like that, maintaining some of the crisp-crunch. (I plan on fermenting this batch into kimchi.)

You can also boil julienned radish until it gets super-duper soft and much more noodle-esque. Top with marina sauce and nutritional yeast or peanut sauce. Yum.



Daikons are good canoodlers.

PS- Add calories and protein and fat and all that….

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I’ll let The Cure have Fridays.

It’s Saturday and lately I’ve been loving:

Walking around like a soccer player.


Carb-a-licious Munchies.


This album:


(That round thing? It’s called a compact disc, kids.)

A well-stocked Kimchi supply.


This Series:


My massage chair.


It’s heated, too.

I’m enjoying it as I blog this nonsense, which I’m doing as part of Operation De-Stagnation. (It’s kind-of hard to type.)

I’m feeling better already.


Want some crackers with that cheese?

I’m all about cheap thrills and giggles. Keeps me sane less insane.

What have you been loving lately?

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Thank Goodness Yesterday Was Thursday

Or, TGYWT! <—with necessary exclamation point.

Yes Siree Bob,  It’s that time again.

Because TGIF is so 1989. Because I’ve had a rough week.

Because I love me a good acronym. Because.

Here is my T,G,Y,W & T for the day.

T is for taking a breather.

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I stepped out of the office for a bit and dined al-fresco.

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G is for guilty and greedy, neither of which I am feeling about treating myself to a V.I.L.

($ Very Indulgent Libation $)

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G is also for green green grass of home. The grass in South Florida can cut a…ummm…yankee.

Y is for You need to read this book. (If you want). Trust me. Do it now and thank me later.

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W is for wondering why the gas nozzle won’t fit in my car.

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Only to realize they design it to prevent blondes from pumping diesel in their mini vans. It’s like a square peg in a round hole.

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This is the third time I have done that. Whatever. Totally Fine.

T is for Thank YOU (yes, you) for your beautiful, wise, encouraging and comforting feedback on my last few posts and always.

This weekend’s to do list? 

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I might need some more Kombucha.

What’s your TGYW or T for the day?

PS – I really did go outside for a breather but decided to throw myself on the grass purely for illustrative purposes. Weird.

I’m glad I did though.

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PPS – I would have hopped on the mail truck regardless.


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