are jacket potatoes cool?
how cool, if at all, are jacket potatoes?
these are the questions that need asking.
also,
do y'all even call 'em jacket potatoes?
do you prefer 'loaded baked potatoes'?
ok.
well, here's the thing-
potatoes are pretty flippin' good just by themselves;
and when they're stuffed or covered with other pretty good things
how on earth could they not be even better??
right?
simplicity is cool if you're a simpleton,
but if you're a complicated and creative concocter you can't leave things alone.
especially if you're the kind of overtly over-do-ish dude that doesn't ever take it easy,
then superfancy unnecessary jauns are the only ones you even acknowledge.
....yeah. and that's me, man.
y'know what that means for jacket potatoes on mexican monday?
it means i represented my excess with sweeeeeeet potatoes (word up)
and then added alllllll the best over the top stuff stuffed over the top.
check the chaqueta-type teleport:
YO SOY UN PATATA!!!!!
sweet potatoes are a freakin' expert freak-off for upgraded jackie-jacks, man,
that's real.
we got those sweet and hearty taters.
we got spicy black beans and peppers an' sh!t.
we got SAUCE.
we got salad.
we got salsa.
we got sprankles.
dudes,
we got ourselves some savage stormswept dinnertime thickness,
and it all came together so easily once those effin' sweeties were roasted.
mmmhmmmmm.
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so what's the haps?
like i mentioned a moment ago,
it all came together quickly and easily,
but it had so much going on that it still felt luxurious.
first off,
there's two potatoes, skins on, halved, oiled, salted,
and roasted at 400℉ until they were brown(er) and soft all over.
i flipped 'em once, and i think that helped the skins get nicey-nice,
but maybe that'd have happened anyway?
there's no way of knowing until next time,
and there will be a next time because this dinner was the TRUTH.
yeah.
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there's purple kale, torn, rinsed, salted, lime-kissed and cider-vinegar splashed,
then allowed to wilt a baby bit, so it went down much smoother.
that tiny bit of tart sweet crawnchiness really added a textural component that elevated
each and every bite into a multifacted joy under teeth and over tongue/.
that's a thing.
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y'got pico, because we pico they.
no?
oh.
well, we do.
quartered sweet cherry tomatoes, scallion, minced jalapeno,
red onion, olive oil, lime juice, cilantro, and salt...
tossed and rested and soaked in all that specialty flavor.
neighbors!
do you pico they?
well, if not, you should start.
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the black beans were straightforward:
one half a sweet onion, sauteed;
with the heat reduced to low-low, add one 15oz can of rinsed black beans;
season 'em with cayenne pepper, black pepper, lime zest, GPOP, and salt-
then, a few minutes (like actually two or three) before you plate everything,
turn it back up to super-hottness,
and add a half a cup of chopped rainbow sweet baby bell peppers.
how can this be so good?
that's what you'll ask yourself.
the answer is right there, too-
because all good things in one place make great things for your face.
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sour cream and lime and Garlic Powder.
that's the drizzle.
i guess you could make it in whatever proportions you like.
i'm not the boss of your tastebuds nor am i in charge of your consistency preferences.
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so, now we're here.
at the activation stage of the suppertime explosion.
there's shredded purple cabbage.
that's tight.
there's scallion and cilantro and red onion sprankles.
that's TILTY.
and there's AVO-F*ING-CADO, because rules is rules,
and adding a scoople of that expertism is always the right call.
look at it:
C'MON!
.....and those jalapenos???!!
roasted in the oven once it reached temp?
bro, those little sh!ts brought the noise to y'boi!
i was psyched as heck on this sexxxy sweet potato supper.
all that flavor, but everything had it's time in the spotlight.
all that filling and fulfilling filling, but without being overly heavy.
i think it might've been just what my body needed;
but i know it's just what i was craving for my face.
good food, and good times, and good ideas, and woodsly effing goodness.
that's what's going on around here, friends.
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the weather outside has taken a turn.
shoutouts to new england for keeping it really real,
and insisting that we remain prepared for the worst at all times.
there are hard styles stacked against us,
and long roads ahead of us,
and darkness shadowing these treacherous trails.....
which is just describing the driving conditions around here today.
good thing i ate all those nutrients last night.
i mean,
somethin' has got to keep a dude warm when it gets like this.
the day is looking dour.
the air feels like a sour scour.
the woodsly waking world is almost certainly going to be a grumpy, cold, wet mess today.
it's ALL really happening, however,.
so there's naught to do but make the best of it.
maybe a cake?
perhaps a cookie?
we'll all find out in a few, won't we?
yeah.
that's what's up;
never quiet, never soft.....
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