Vegetarian Ramen. Hello, Grad School.


It turns out grad school : hard.

Due to the brain-crushing, time-consuming monstrosity that it is getting an education, it has been an impressively long time since I’ve chimed in. But since we had this fabulous kale shortage of 2015 (also known as Juno), I’ve been given the rare moment to brag about some of our grad school meals. Cue ramen, grad school fare.


Found this fabo recipe on, slightly tweaked for what we had on hand.


  • Head of Bok choi
  • 2 Cloves Garlic
  • 2 Scallions
  • 1 Package Firm Tofu
  • 3 Ounces Shitake Mushroom
  • 3 Tbs Vegetable Demi-Glace
  • 2 Tbs Soy Sauce
  • 1 Tbs Miso Paste
  • 1/4 Cup Hoisin Sauce
  • 12 Ounces Ramen Noodles

IMG_4889In a medium pot, heat some oil and add garlic, the hard parts of the bok choi, and the white parts of the scallion.  When soft stir in the vegetable demi-glace (which is super weird stuff), 4 cups of water, the mushrooms, miso, and soy sauce. Bring to a boil, reduce to a simmer, then let it just hang there for 6-8 minutes.

Meanwhile sauté the tofu in some oil for a little less than 5 minutes, turn the heat off, and then add the hoisin sauce.

Add the ramen noodles and bok choi leaves to the broth, cook for 2-4 minutes. Divide into two bowls, add the tofu and the scallion greens.

Blamo, ramen.


Momofuku ain’t got nothin’ on us.

What Would You Do…


… if on your second week of grad school you fell bouldering and fractured your ankle?

It turns out – if it were me – that I would ignore the foreboding pile of books on my desk and invite some loved ones over to play board games and keep me company, whilst picking at the leftovers of this week’s CSA. Treats like, for example:

  • Share cherry tomatoes with share garlic, local mozzarella, basil, balsamic and oil.
  • Share green and yellow string beans drizzled in olive oil with coriander and sea salt.
  • Share greens and arugula, with share peaches and non-share pistachios.
  • And fruitcake made with share plums.


Plus the additions of bread, cheese, falafels, hummus, and copious amounts of ankle-numbing liquor brought from my personal fan club, it could theoretically turn into a spread worth sharing.


Later – again, just if it were me – I would deteriorate into a pile, make a fort, and watch a movie I’ve seen 10,000 times.

Lessons learned from the past week:

  • When injured, let your friends do the cooking.
  • … And also the cleaning.
  • Mean Girls is only funny 9,999 times.  On the 10,000th it loses some of its punch.
  • Grad school is harder on crutches – as are revolving doors.
  • Your partner can only provide so much help without sparks erupting from his ears.
  • Settlers of Catan is the worst… but I will likely start a war of mythical proportions by saying that out loud.
  • I have a wonderful and hilarious circle.
  • And! If at all possible, don’t break yourself.