Venus Square Moon

The appropriate outlet

This influence usually creates an amorous mood, making you want to relate to another person...In itself the emotion is neither good nor bad; it just has to find an appropriate outlet. (excerpted from Astrodienst) Well, how I managed to get this text left-aligned when I quoted from Astrodienst and centered the quote before, I have no idea, but I can't do it now. With that out of the way, and having managed to justify this, when Venus seems to have no connection to romantic love in one's chart, that leaves beauty, money and grub, and I went for the grub.  SC and I had had sesame noodles at a small neighborhood cafe two days before, for reasons having nothing to do with this tale, and they were dreadful - at least, I thought so; SC polished them off in no time. (After one taste of her noodles, which I was going to share, I had a chicken salad sandwich and it was $4, if that gives you any idea of the upmarket-ness of the cafe.) Ever since I'd been dreaming of good sesame noodles, and as Amah was going out that night and I was babysitting, I was going to make them then.  As it happened, BT was at the apartment working on SC's bed, and with slim pickings to feed the three of us for lunch, my appropriate outlet for Venus square the Moon was to  forget about going shopping for all the ingredients I didn't have to make the sauce and go ahead and try to make something anyway. (It's fun being an Aries.) I found a recipe online (that I didn't bookmark and now can't find) that used crunchy peanut butter, which I knew we had, and while there wasn't any linguine or angel hair pasta, I scrounged up a mixture of whole wheat noodles and pasta wheels and baby shells, putting them in boiling water in that order, five minutes apart, while I mixed together the ingredients we had to make the sauce. The recipe called for a cup of peanut butter, which even I thought was too much, so used three-quarters. It needed vegetable broth, which we didn't have, so I substituted chicken broth, using roughly a quarter less of what was specified, ditto with the soy sauce and balsamic vinegar. One quick taste and I started sloshing water in to tone it down, by which time the noodles were done and I hoped BT and S were as hungry as me. There was no garlic and no scallions, so they were out, and no green veggie I could add in either, so the final result was a big bowl of different shaped noodles glued together with peanut flavored wallpaper paste. We were all hungry.