neighbors,
our enchilada styles here in the woodsly goodness,
so far removed from anything resembling authentico cuisine,
are well and truly what's hot in these here streets.
that's real.
family togetherness is great,
and family together dinner is greater.
but,
when you've got blood family,
love family,
four-legged family,
and choice hard-style homies in the house,
all activating the edible excellence in one area,
and when you see those same folks wild'n out at the suppertime spot,
terrorizing what they're tearing into,
and tearing up with joyful eyewaters over the taste and texture,
you KNOW it's gotta be expert.
....i'm pretty sure it's the gravy that does it, duders.
i got up early, because i'm a morning person,
and i got all my regular stuff done before i got into some special events.
yup.
enchiladas started early in the day,
and had a chance to chill out before the big game.
ha.
our custom cashew chee', spread heavy on those tortillas,
before a blasted batch of beans get's basted across the surface,
to act as adhesive for the seared strips of seitan asada,
and the minced white onion, and the scallion cilantro blend,
all surrounding a small core of cheddar chee' daiya jauns.
mmmmmhmmmmm.
that's when the roux-ready house-made gravy boat floats in
between every last rolled and readied log of luscious creamy hottness.
word up.
when you've already got that much flavor in place,
salsa seems superfluous.......if you're a F*ing A*-hole, that is.
c'mon, kids.
expert sauce on expert treats elevates everything up to eleven.
....and that's where we wanna be at all times, anyway.
actually, enough explanation for a second.
just go forward and check the dang teleport:
ay dios mios, duders!!!
that salsa!!!
sweet peppers, jalapenos, diced tomatoes, onion, garlic, bouillon, g.p.o.p.,
oregano, basil, paprika, black peps, and smoked sea salt!
half pureed, with bay leaves and all, and resimmered into superiority.
you like that, don't you?
i do too.
the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress was jumpin' with frenetic force.
crabtree and beau were biting each other,
harvest and maple were telling tales of truth and justice,
ampy-d was guac'ing it up, and holding it down.
the whole place was alive,
and i was freaking the F* out with three burners and the oven all raging,
and the countertops all covered in ingredients.
yeah.
even after a morning mise,
i still had a lot to do in a little bit of time.
guys,
too much is the right amount,
and just enchies isn't gonna ever do the trick, y'feel me?
that's right.
that meant MORE refried beans.
damn.
we eat a LOT of those.
i mean, like, a LOT-A-LOT.
it's the little exxxtras we add that make them so desireable-
the nootch,
the GPOP,
(^^^^which i'm reinstating the shorthand back to this way again,
if you're new, it's garlic powder and onion powder).
the peppers and onons and ho' sauce.
all of that makes the already good into the newly grandiose.
...and to think it started out as just mashed up beans.
*
but,
but,
but,
that quesadilla foldover tho, yo.
everybody got one, and everybody loved one.
multigrain tortillas?!
yeah.
they're probably exactly the same as the regular jauns,
but with brown dots of theoretical health added in.
ha.
they taste good, and that's my main priority.
we spread down handfuls of daiya cheddar and mozzarella,
black beans and onions and peppers,
cilantro and scallions,
and browned up chik'ny bits.
we don't really eff with too much of that faux meat,
but in some instances, a little indulgence runs the marathon.
on top of all of THAT,
there's cashew cream.
fast-blended soymilk and cashews a little lemon, and salt,
for the creamiest cream blendies and the tastiest quesadilla dollops.
mmmmm.
and then MORE cream, and poblano-jalapeno ho' sauce,
AND chili-galic ho' sauce,
for a three stripe drizz' whiz,
with a few scallion sprankles on top!!
-
we got that big taste explosion for our faces.
we had a surprise waiting for us on every plate.
surprise?
oh, yes.
surprise!! ...that stuff is HEAVY.
for realsies.
it's all so smooth, the actual weight creeps up on you,
and before you realize how burly the meal has been,
you're sittin' full up on pounds of blarpity beans an' that.
yum! and ouch!! and yeah!!!
*
i love family dinner.
i do.
i am grateful to have the kids i've got.
i genuinely like them.
i'm lucky to span time with worthy warriors and valkyrie vixens
and berserker barbarian shark-bullet battle-beasts-
it's all really happening,
and i know it's these moments that matter most;
never quiet, never soft.....
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