In 2007 B and I realized that we needed to move. We had been living in a cozy little starter home with a patch of grass out front and a concrete patio in the back. It was Andrew’s second birthday, and I was eight months pregnant with Chloe. We gave him his first bike – a tricycle complete with a little honky horn – and he excitedly took it outside to ride around.
It took him 4 seconds flat to ride across the patio. Then he was out of room. B and I looked at each other. In that moment we knew that it was time to move. We wanted our kids to grow up with plenty of room to run and play – to lay the foundation for a fit and active life.
That afternoon we went house hunting. Two miles away, on a shaded cul-de-sac, next to a large state park, we found it. The perfect home. It had four bedrooms, a large renovated kitchen, and was nestled on a full acre of green open land.
But we had missed out. Someone’s offer had already been accepted.
We gave the agent our number and asked him to call if the deal fell through. Then we returned to our tiny little home and our concrete patio that seemed even smaller than it had that morning.
I dreamt of that home, on the end of that cul-de-sac, every night for the next two weeks. I saw Andrew riding his bike on that long driveway. I saw him chasing our dog around that large expanse of grass. I saw myself in that beautiful kitchen.
When the agent finally called, to tell us the deal had fallen through and the house was back on the market, I already knew what would happen next. The home was meant to be ours. And a few short weeks later it was.
I’ll never forget the excitement as we moved into our dream home. I was 4 days passed my due date, and as I set up Chloe’s crib in her brand new bedroom I looked out the window at the yard that she would grow up playing in.
Just then a car pulled down the driveway. It was a family looking to make an offer on the house. They were out of luck…and the look of disappointment on their faces was heartbreaking.
That all happened eight years ago, and I still think about that family. Where did they end up? Did they go on to find a home that was even better suited for them? Or are they the ones that randomly leave notes in our mailbox asking if we want to sell?
So it goes with life. Do we dwell on the past? Or do we move on to bigger, better and brighter things?
Some days you just need to eat a giant bowl of noodles. Add some savory beef and veggies and you’re in heaven. While traditional beef noodle bowls will leave you bloated with a tummy ache, this noodle bowl will leave you lean and happy. It’s all in the noodles. These ones are really zucchini in disguise. Shhhh, don’t tell anyone. Just offer them a delicious bowl and smile slyly to yourself.
- Combine the sake, mirin, coconut aminos, syrup, ginger, and garlic in a bowl. Mix well. Arrange the sliced rib eye in a shallow pan. Pour half of the marinade over the beef. Save the remaining marinade in a bowl in the fridge.
- Bring a large pot of water to boil. Chop the broccoli into florets and slice the carrots. Add the veggies to the boiling water for 5 minutes. Drain the veggies. Place in a large serving bowl.
- Place a large skillet over medium-high heat. Add the sesame oil. Add the marinated rib eye and cook, stirring often. Cook the rib eye until all the pink is gone. Drain the skillet and add the cooked meat to the bowl of cooked veggies.
- Peel the zucchini. Run the peeled zucchini through a spiral slicer to create long, thin noodles. Add the noodles to the bowl of meat and veggies. Pour the reserved marinade to the bowl and mix well. Serve immediately and enjoy!