Noodles. Oodles of them.

When I was a kid there was a poem that me and my sister *loved*.  I can't remember exactly how it goes; I've found this version by googling but something tells me it's not quite right - for one thing, I'm fairly certain our noodles poem was much longer.

I love noodles. Give me oodles.
Make a mound up to the sun.
Noodles are my favorite foodles.
I eat noodles by the ton. 

Whether or not that is the right poem, the point is that I have always loved noodles.  2-minute noodles, Top Ramen, whatever they are called in your neck of the woods -- we ate them for lunch every weekend and referred to them as "oodles of noodles".  As in, "I'm going to make some oodles of noodles, do you want some?"  Only I can't remember sharing, so that sentence may be wrong.

Although I avoid the heavily processed 2-minute noodles these days, I still love a good noodly meal.

This one is mung bean vermicelli, with shredded carrot and sweet potato (side note: if you haven't tried raw grated sweet potato in salads yet, what are you waiting for?!), green peas, some peanuts, and an asian-ish dressing of soy sauce and sesame oil and sweet chilli.  Yummy but still healthy, and a good weekend lunch.

Slightly less healthy, this is lemon-pepper seitan with a coconut cream sauce.  Some ceylon spinach added some greenery, and mixing this with noodles made it so morish.

And in the more stereotypical range, a veggie stirfry with peanut sauce.  I love peanut sauce so much, and this needed more!

Whenever we eat noodles, Andy tries to make sure I get enough veggies, or seitan, or whatever else is in the meal alongside the noodles -- I think that he thinks he's doing me a favour.  But really, if my bowl was 90% noodles, I would be happy with that.