About Me

name: Beanie
age: 35
email: bbbeans@yahoo.com


AT THE MOMENT

Book: New York by Edward Rutherfurd

Music: 1999 by Prince

Mood: The current mood of bbbeans@yahoo.com at www.imood.com

LAWYERS

Teahouse Blossom
CrimLaw
SilentService
May It Please The Court
Blonde Justice
Ernie The Attorney
f/k/a
Lessig Blog
Evan Schaeffer's Legal Underground
Jeremy's Weblog
Begging The Question
The Neutral Zone Trap
the imbroglio
Biting Tongue
Peanut Butter Burrito
Legal Quandary
In It But Not Of It
WonL
A New Duck
Just Playin'
Res Ipsa Eloquent
How Appealing
Scoplaw
Lag Liv
Law v. Life
IPTAblog
Lowering the Bar
Bag and Baggage
The Uncivil Litigator
Will Work For Favorable Dicta
Transmogriflaw

ON THE WAY

Divine Angst
Frequent Citations
Magic Cookie
Knocked Up (and in Law School)
Butterflyfish
Mommy on the Floor
PT-LawMom
Thanks, But No Thanks
Law Ingenue
No. 634
think like a woman. act like a man.

I READ THESE TOO

the underwear drawer
Do Not Overmix
Little Lost Robot
PostSecret
Overheard in the Office
JD2B

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Jurist
Truth Laid Bear
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ARCHIVES

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Screaming Bean
Tuesday, January 09, 2007

In the days of my halycon youth, there were two meals that brought a smile to my face at lunch time. One was Spaghettios (with meatballs or sliced franks if you please), the other was Oodles of Noodles. Heck, who am I kidding, I still eat both, and they still make me smile. The reason I walk down the path of memories is that someone I really would like to thank just died. Momofuku Ando, the creator of instant ramen, died at the age of 96. And they say the stuff is bad for you...ha! I would take this moment to wax nostalgic about the noodles, and all their slurpy salty goodness, and think how many packages I've consumed over the years. It wasn't due to economics that I ate them. It was because I liked them. The cheapness is merely a bonus. I have some at home right now for that moment when I feel like some ramen. Because I know it'll happen...it's just a matter of when. So I salute you, Mr. Momofuku Ando, for bringing a moment of ramen into each of our lives. You will be missed.