Moving In Pasta & Beans

The day after we moved my best friend’s life from Vancouver to Calgary, we all agreed we were in dire need of vegetables. We ate raw carrot sticks with silky hummus and almost shed a tear with gratitude. After days of eating takeout, I said we needed a proper home cooked (I would, of course). Ky wanted something comforting, wholesome but also, you know, carb-based, so pasta and beans it was. I was planning on making brothy beans from scratch but we ran out of time after a trip to Walmart where Len, our favourite toddler, was choosing cute little snow pants and mermaid-hued puffer jackets in the clothing section. It’s no surprise that any pasta I cook has a little Asian twist, so that’s what makes this one stand out to me.

For four people you’ll need