Sunday, July 17

too hot to oven.

hey guys-
yesterday was too hot to use that oven.
i could've gone for some pizza, to be sure-
i can pretty much ALWAYS get into the idea of pizza...
it was just not a option, as the mercury in my kitchen was rising
higher than the outdoor ambient temperature should've allowed.
it was quantifiably too hot for pizza,
at least,
it was too hot to MAKE pizza.
we could've probably ordered up a few pies,
i mean,
it's better to do it yourself if you've got the wherewithal to create something great.
.....and i doo-doo that freaky-diki sh!t no matter what the thermometer says,
because hottness is a byproduct of the ferocious cast-iron boilerplate furnaces
on the INside of each and every red-blooded lava-pumping hard-hearted warrior poet.
word up.
i just kept myself from being the stinkiest sweatrag of sweatiness by only using the stove.
if simple sandwiches are good,
then slightly more complicated sandwiches are MUCH better.
check the saturday-night-'guini-type teleport:

crushing that 'burguesa game is a must.
black bean barbarian burger business,
with molto fixin's,
on a fresh-to-death flatbread?
i used a half a cup of whole wheat sourdough starter,
and added into a half a cup of all-purpz,
with another 1/3 of a cup of crushed oats,
and a 1/3 of a cup of water,
plus two teaspoons of baking soda,
and the results were F*ing expert!
i wasn't set up for sandwiches,
but the improvised activation really had me feeling positive.
once the bread scene was sorted,
it was time to get crackin' on the burgers.
this time around i used:
12 oz. black beans, rinsed;
four cloves of roasted garlic;
1 small sliced onion, caramelized;
3/4 tsp roast cumin;
1 T smoked paprika;
two shakes of coriander;
2 T olive oil;
1/4 cup wheat gluten;
1/4 cup garbanzo flour;
1 tsp blended chia & flaxmeal
all pulped up in the food processor,
pressed flat and allowed to marry together for a bit,
before a slow pan frying....
i dressed it up with red cabbage,
red onion, red ripe tomatoes, and a bunch of almost-overripe avocado,
which really smoothed it out,
and creamed it up,
and added the silky sexxxiness to every bite.
sandwiches, man.
they don't have to be boring,
and even when they're simple, they should still be dope.
rules is rules, after all.
and what's up with that chipotle tofu?
dried chipotle pepper, ancho pepper, ho'sauce, GPOP,
and olive oil,
frying high on the skillet,
with a splash of liquid smoke to activate all those tastes a little more,
and then tossed with a combination of scallion and cilantro sprankles.
it's so straightforward,
but it smells like fanciness!
it's a good little side of awesomeness, for sure.
there's salad too.
nothing crazy.
mixed greens, grape tomatoes, red onion, cukes, sweet orange bell pepper,
and lemony tahini dressing.
i need some cool greens when there's naught but hot kitchen and hot spice in my face.
dinnertime is important around here.
it's where and when we recap, reconnect, and refuel,
after our respectively loooong days of doo-doo buttery spreading out.
making stuff, and making the best of it,
and making damned sure we're unwound and unwounded,
before we dig in and hurt ourselves on heroic quantities of nourishment,
is the way we stay sane,
and keep our ties tight.
we got that table solidarity jaun,
but mostly because of family togetherness,
and not because we want the d!ckturds to feel more comfortable.
that's a thing.
we stick together over here.
me, ampy-d, and this A*hole dog.
dinner for all,
and all for dinner;
never quiet, never soft.....

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