Alright, so today I’m talking about breakfast noodles. Yeah, you heard me. Noodles for breakfast. Some folks might think that’s weird, but honestly, it’s been a game changer for me on those mornings when I just can’t even.
So, here’s how it usually goes down in my kitchen. It’s not rocket science, trust me. I’m usually half-asleep anyway.
My Super Simple Noodle Ritual
First, I grab whatever noodles I have on hand. Seriously, whatever. Instant ramen packs, those dry noodle nests, even leftover spaghetti if I’m desperate. No judgment here. I just need carbs, fast.
Then, I get some water boiling. While that’s happening, I rummage through the fridge. What do we have today? An egg? Perfect. I crack it straight into the pot with the noodles once they’re in. Maybe some sad-looking spinach or a few mushrooms? I chop ’em roughly, toss ’em in. I ain’t aiming for a Michelin star here, just sustenance.
- Boil water.
- Throw in noodles.
- Add an egg if I feel like it.
- Maybe some veggies if they’re about to go bad.
The “sauce” part is even less precise. A splash of soy sauce, maybe some sesame oil if I’m feeling fancy. A dash of chili flakes if I need a real kick to wake up. Sometimes it’s just the seasoning packet from the instant noodles. No shame in that game.
You see all those fancy breakfast bowls on the internet? Perfect smoothie swirls, artfully arranged fruit. That ain’t me. My noodle bowl is usually a bit of a mess, just like my mornings. But it’s hot, it’s filling, and it gets me going. That’s all I ask for.
Honestly, some days trying to decide what to eat for breakfast feels like a bigger task than my actual job. So these noodles? They’re my little rebellion against complicated mornings. Quick, easy, and gets the job done. I used to stress about making some “proper” breakfast, you know? Like what you’re “supposed” to eat. But then I realized, who makes these rules anyway? If noodles work, noodles it is.
It’s funny, I actually started doing this more when I was working this crazy demanding job a while back. I had zero time, zero energy. My brain was fried by 9 AM. I needed something I could make on autopilot. And these breakfast noodles, man, they were a lifesaver. Kept me from just grabbing a handful of cookies and calling it a meal. So yeah, they might not be pretty, but they’ve got a special place in my routine.
