that doesn't mean taking shorts on the big action, however.
in fact,
it means the opposite.
usually, at any given moment,
i'm thinking about food and getting psyched on munching up a little bit,
so when it's past me normal feeding time,
and i'm a cranky bellyacher,
and i'm feeling the pressure to produce something expert,
but i'm also feeling the urge to sprint to the finish line.....
well,
in that scenario,
i need fastish food, in large quantities, and i need all of it immediately,
but somehow still with all the warrior poetry intact.
lucky for me i made that big batch of burly seitan steakiness yesterday.
that's the kind of headstart that'll help a fella out when he's got the fever
for a tuesday-appropriate time-sensitive fiesta for his face.
real talk.
hurry up, and hang on, and spit some hot fire, neighbors-
taco tuesday is not a joke:
mmmmmmmmmm.
guys,
i want all of them.
actually,
i ATE all of them.
and then i ate some more.
refried beans are good for you, probably.
they're good for me, certainly,
and my girly-girl ampy-d looooooves 'em,
so we sizzled up some onion and pepper, and nootch-blasted a batch,
with g.p.o.p. and exxxtra-butterish, plus a splash of ho' sauce,
just to get it poppin' with atouch of that new hottness.
my man travis over at veganmagictime loves farro.
i s'pose that's why we're friends.
i mean,
we both agree that farro is dope,
which is a solid foundation for any good friendship.
if you don't know about it,
you might want to find out,
just so you can catch up to the future of heirloom grains.
i'm sayin',
we're over here on that marty mcfly mealtime sh!t,
and you wouldn't want to short yourself of these gigawatts of goodness would you?
word up.
a good idea is a good idea,
and thus, i'm down to farro up my tacos,
especially since i tossed in raw white onion for exxxtra-crawnch,
and green onions, to really take my weird grain game to eleven.
that's that guapo y fuerte stuff, friends.
i need a lot of stuff to stuff in my stuff,
and to that end, i fired up a batch of shredded seitan sizzlers!
g.p.o.p.'d and sauteed to a golden outer sheen,
blasted with garlic and onion and oregano and liquid smoke,
plus cayenne and ho' sauce and black pepper,
and just a little bit of that smoked paprika red.
you know- to pump up the volume another 'nother notch.
oh, and for the record,
i prefer flour tortillas.
in fact,
i prefer flour over most things...
and damn if those floury softies didn't make each foldover a total success.
so many good things,
the only way to improve 'em was to add so many MORE good things-
pea tendrils, crawnchy, spicy watercress, sweet mini tomatoes,
and even MORE ho' sauce, to finish 'em off.
....what we have there is the TRUTH, kids.
i'll dominate a fistful every single time,
and i'll tell you something else-
i'll go back for more every time, too.
we ate late,
but we ate well.
there's really no good reason to skimp out,
and there's no better time to make your food expert than ALL THE TIME.
it's all really happening,
good food is the fundamental source of all good things;
never quiet, never soft.....
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