Nooooodles

Since Christmas I've been slowly transitioning to a vegan/vegetarian diet 90% of the time. I have a problem with the animal industry but mmm...I love steak. Anywho, I figured a good compromise would be to eat vegan 9 days out of 10. Then when I eat meat, I make sure to know its providence.

One of the things that has been hardest to get past has been my overwhelming love of noodles.

I loooove noodles. I should be sponsored by:

Call me pasta girl.

So I'm sure you've heard about Shirataki tofu noodles on Hungry Girl. The noodles are a translucent, gelatinous noodle that's made from the starch of a yam-like tuber called Kansas. To all of you who love pasta, it's a decent substitute: a cup and a half serving has something like 20 calories, 0 g fat, and 4 g fiber.

Puttin' on the GRITS had an absolutely hilarious review of Shirataki that almost put me off of trying them. Then I remembered that I made it through some pretty grody sushi in my day (octopus tentacle, anyone?). I had to get through it.

Word to the wise: the noodles come in a bag full of water and they smell TERRIBLE. Like, totally gag worthy fishiness. I rinsed them twice, par boiled for three minutes, rinsed again, and then microwaved for a minute. I tossed them with one of my favorite recipes: zucchini in a brown faux-butter sauce. And you know what? They're awesome. Slightly different texture and mouthfeel, but totally edible.

If only I didn't gag when I open a package.