Soba with Grilled Asparagus and Sea Scallops with Sweet Miso Sauce
Well, hello there spring. Nice to see you. Asparagus practically shouts spring. Growing up, I was not a fan of asparagus. I actually have a very vivid memory of eating asparagus soup at my aunt and uncle's house in Utah. The last one left at the table, I was not allowed to watch television or read a book until I had finished my soup, but I thought the taste was bitter. What person would like this soup? In my eight-year-old mind, I was convinced that everyone else must have politely suffered through the soup just so they could get up from the table. But no one was fooling me. And I refused to eat it. I am not sure if my father came to rescue me after everyone had gone to the living room or if I just dumped the soup into the garbage disposal. All I know is that I most certainly did not eat it. I understand now that my pre-pubescent palate was hardly refined. I like to remind myself that children have conside...