Derek called. He actually called, on the phone, with his voice, like a person from a century where people did that. He said, "I enjoyed talking to you at the mixer." I said, "I enjoyed talking to you too." There was a pause — the good kind, the kind where both people are smiling and neither can see the other smile, so the silence holds the smiles for them. He said, "Would you want to get coffee sometime?" Coffee. Not dinner. Not a movie. Coffee. A low-stakes beverage that says "I want to know you but I'm not going to pressure you about it." I said yes. We're meeting Saturday morning, before Set the Table, at a café in East Point.
I told Vanessa. She screamed. She screams about everything now — the engagement, the wedding planning, my potential coffee date — she is a woman operating at a frequency that only dogs and best friends can hear. She said, "Wear the green blouse. It does things for your collarbones." I said, "It's coffee." She said, "Your collarbones don't know that."
The anniversary is coming. April 16th. One year. I feel it the way I felt it building last month — a tightness, a hyperawareness of kitchens, a need to touch the Folgers can. But this year there's something else underneath the grief: momentum. I am moving. I am meeting a man for coffee. I am a woman who might want something. Mama would say, "It's about time." Mama would say, "Is he tall?" Mama would say, "Can he cook?" The answer to the last one is probably no. That's fine. I cook enough for two. I've always cooked enough for two.
Made a spring dinner: lemon garlic shrimp over angel hair pasta, a salad with arugula and shaved parmesan. Light, bright, the kind of meal that says "winter is over and I am done with stew." Marcus ate it and said, "This is different." Jasmine ate it and said, "I like the lemon." Curtis, on Saturday, ate it reheated and said nothing about the arugula, which means he noticed it was there and chose not to comment, which is Curtis's version of culinary tolerance. We are all evolving. Slowly. Together. In the direction of arugula.
This was the meal I made the week Derek called — not because I planned it that way, but because something in me was done with heavy. Done with slow-cooked, done with layered, done with food that asks you to wait. I wanted something that moved the way I was starting to move: fast, light, with a brightness you could actually taste. Lemon garlic shrimp over angel hair felt exactly right for that — the kind of dinner that’s elegant without being fussy, hopeful without making a big deal about it. If you’re coming out of something long and heavy, this is a good place to land.
Lemon Garlic Shrimp over Angel Hair Pasta
Prep Time: 10 min | Cook Time: 20 min | Total Time: 30 min | Servings: 4
Ingredients
- 12 oz angel hair pasta
- 1 1/2 lbs large shrimp, peeled and deveined (fresh or thawed from frozen)
- 5 cloves garlic, thinly sliced
- 3 tablespoons unsalted butter, divided
- 2 tablespoons olive oil
- 1/3 cup dry white wine (or low-sodium chicken broth)
- Zest of 1 large lemon
- 3 tablespoons fresh lemon juice (about 1 large lemon)
- 1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes
- 1/2 teaspoon kosher salt, plus more for pasta water
- 1/4 teaspoon black pepper
- 1/4 cup fresh flat-leaf parsley, roughly chopped
- 2 tablespoons reserved pasta water
- Shaved parmesan, for serving (optional)
Instructions
- Salt and boil the pasta water. Bring a large pot of generously salted water to a boil. Cook angel hair pasta according to package directions until just al dente — usually 3 to 4 minutes. Before draining, scoop out at least 1/4 cup of the starchy pasta water and set it aside. Drain and set pasta aside.
- Season the shrimp. Pat the shrimp completely dry with paper towels — this is what gets you a good sear instead of steam. Season all over with salt and black pepper.
- Sear the shrimp. Heat 1 tablespoon of the butter and the olive oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat until shimmering. Add the shrimp in a single layer and cook undisturbed for 1 to 1 1/2 minutes per side until pink and just curled. Do not overcrowd; work in batches if needed. Remove shrimp to a plate and set aside.
- Build the garlic lemon sauce. Reduce heat to medium. Add the remaining 2 tablespoons butter to the same skillet. Once melted, add the sliced garlic and red pepper flakes. Cook, stirring frequently, for 1 to 2 minutes until the garlic is fragrant and just turning golden at the edges — watch it closely, garlic goes from golden to bitter fast.
- Deglaze and brighten. Pour in the white wine (or broth) and let it bubble and reduce for about 2 minutes, scraping up any bits from the bottom of the pan. Add the lemon zest and lemon juice, stir to combine, and taste for seasoning.
- Bring it all together. Add the drained pasta to the skillet and toss to coat in the sauce, adding reserved pasta water a tablespoon at a time to loosen if needed. Return the shrimp to the pan and toss gently, just long enough to warm through — about 1 minute.
- Finish and serve. Remove from heat. Scatter fresh parsley over the top and toss one more time. Serve immediately, with shaved parmesan if you like. It does not reheat the same way — angel hair never does — but cold the next day with a little extra lemon is its own kind of good.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 510 | Protein: 38g | Fat: 16g | Carbs: 52g | Fiber: 2g | Sodium: 620mg