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Yes, Punk Rock.   And no.  We are not vegans or vegetarians here, but we don’t care if you are.

Cook and cool, 1lb or so, however much an inspired amateur WANTS to eat  in a given meal,  rotini or egg noodles.

Marinate steak strips or tofu or wheat meat  for as LONG AS YOU WANT…It’s Punk Rock you dufuses,

in mushroom soy sauce, sesame oil, ginger, cilantro, garlic, dash of cayenne pepper, orange zest (Lots of zest).

Slice into biting size and blanch or saute in light sesame oil, yes this is where the delicacy comes in… lightly saute or barely blanch (If you don’t know what those words mean then put down the janky can of Pabst Blue Ribbon,  go back to basics and study your rudiments. Punk Rock does NOT mean you CAN’T play.)

onions, broccoli, green & red bell peppers. Add the marinated steak and brown or get really nice meat raised by people who name their friggin cows and eat it raw.. Go ahead.  I dare you.

Mix mayonnaise or soy mayo (about 1/2 cup /lb of pasta but enough  to nicely coat all ingredients.  Use your judgement. That’s what Punk Rock is all about.), cumin, black pepper & salt to taste.

Put it all together in a big bowl and leave it in the sun for a day and a half and feed it to the suits or the new metal aficionados  or the corporate rockers (only the bad ones)  or the unwitting polka copiers and screamy politicos who lost their sense of humor somewhere in the late 80s and who entirely missed the spirit of Punk Rock in the first place.

Or keep it home and eat it right away.  It’s delicious.  You don’t have to martyr your salad to be Punk Rock.

Your faithful rocker,

C