Tuesday, August 29

CURRY FAVOR!!

UGH!
the light is failing faster than the rice is steaming.
that's the sort of sentiment that suffocates my savoir-faire
while i'm stuntin' on some victorious victuals at the edge of evening.
damn.
and here, i thought i had the timeline down pat.
turns out,
much like on an episode of chopped,
the time limits don't agree with rice, dudes.
and while the black rice was toasted just right,
and had that tight toothsome firmness is it's fully cooked dark skins,
it was jussssssst a shade too late in the day to get the best photo for posterity.
instead,
i got the best photo there was to get within the limitations of the sky and the hour.
yup.
neighbors,
dark dark darkness is encroaching,
but the teleport remains intact:

your boy made CHICKPEAS AND TOFU AND CURRY FOR Y'ALL!
mmmmmmmm.
you see that black rice?
it's pretty flippin' good.
cukes? tomatoes? those are hard to eff up, certainly.
broth-braised broccolini? every damned time- it's always expert.
it's those little biscuity flatbreads that really rock it, tho.
no jokes.
how easy were they to make?
how is is putting sh!t in a bowl? because it was THAT easy.
yeah!
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BISCOFLATTIES!!
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in a smaller mixing bowl,
combine:
1 cup flour;
>1/2 tsp salt;
11 craxxx of black pepper;
2 T olive oil;
1 tsp bakey powpow;
1/2 tsp baking soda;
1/3 cup warm water.
knead it for five, rest it for another five,
divide it in fourths,
and flatten 'em out, for frying, in a spoonful of spread out olive oil,
on a large hot skillet,
until both sides are golden, and your mouth is watering in anticipation.
dope.
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oh, and that curry?
it's THE NEW HOTTNESS for your old busted body, baby-
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CURRRRRY-UPPER!
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in a hot medium-sized pan, start sizzling:
1/2 a sweet onion;
1/4 block cubed tofu;
1/2" chunk freshie-fresh ginger, macerated to a mash;
1/2 tsp turmeric;
1/2 tsp cumin;
1/4 tsp coriander;
1/2 tsp smoked paprika;
1/4 tsp thyme;
1 tsp ea. GPOP;
1/2 tsp ground mustard powder;
dashes of cayenne, star anise, red pepper flakes.
saute all that in a tablespoon or two of vegetable oil,
and when the onion gets translucent, and the tofu is getting firmer,
add 6-10 quartered sweet tomatoes.
i used the multocoloreds because i'm a tolerant pro-diversity kind of guy,
but you can use whatever you'd like.
next,
blast it with a few tablespoons of lemon juice to deglaze the pan,
and activate those herbs,
then toss in 1 cup chick peas.
sizzle and stir that all together, and when the beans are coated and starting to pop a little,
fire in 1/2 cup of rough chopped loose packed cilantro;
1 T scallion;
pink salt and black pepper.
just as simply as all that,
you've got medicine for all your tired body parts,
and fuel for all the hard times to come.
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inspectors.
that's who and what i'm dealing with today.
also,
deliveries.
those are coming in hot, too.
also,
decorations,
and toilet paper holders and light bulbs and picture hangers.....
it seems that every obstacle that gets handled only serves to point out
the turbo-UNsexxxiness of some other other thing.
and don't worry-
today's inspectors aren't THE inspectors.
they're just MORE inspectors.
cool, right?
meanwhile,
i still need signs,
which in turn need permits,
which in turn need forms,
and so on and so forth every day from now until dinner.
and what's for dinner?
well,
it's tuesday, but who knows if there's to be tacos or not.
it's still a mystery,
just like a firm opening date for this place.
it's happening someday, i hope.
hopefully, before i'm a downtrodden and destitute doo-doo boy, y'heard?
word up.
i'm grateful for the days i've taken to work towards this eden of expertism,
but i'd probably have even MORE gratitude
if there was money coming into my pockets at the rate it's escaping-
it's only a loan.
that's all i keep telling myself when i'm alone;
never quiet, never soft.....

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