QUATRO!

taco tuesday number four.
that's when and what, neighbors.
soft flour tortillas are the only ones that ever get invited to my parties.
also,
these jauns were less oily than usual,
which was mostly cool, i guess.
cinco for quatro?
yes.
that's what happened:

see?
no new newness, just tacos for your F*ing face.
all the things, all at once, just like always.
radishes and purple carrots and sweet mini rainbow bell peppers-
y'know,
a lot of what i make is determined by the limitations of my grocery store.
i mean, really-
it's winter time,
and besides, these up-here folks don't really F* with veggies so much,
so that even though they've got over a hundred different producey things on hand,
only about twenty or so of 'em are actually awesome.
i roasted some cauliflower, sans oil, at 400℉, until it was browned at all the edges.
hmm?
yeah,
i tossed it with GPOP and salt and pepper, too, of course.
nobody wants butt naked dry-A* cauli florets, man.
don't be dumb.
there's storebought seitan chunks, which was not my favorite part.
i love seitan.
i just don't love it the way y'all make it.
so there's that, sauteed with thyme and oregano, cumin and coriander seed,
plus GPOP, jalapeno, and red onion, with a splash of olive oil,
soy sauce and ho' sauce, too.
(it still wasn't anything special)
dudes!
the avocado helped a whole bunch.
it always does.
i mean,
if you don't have pickled veggies, you've GOT to have avocado.
rules is rules, bro.
that's a thing.
cilantro, spinach, red onion, and pea shoots complete the look,
and some salsa fresca turned it up to about a nine.
i dunno, guys.
i just wasn't feelin' it.
even with limes on limes on limes....
damn.
* 
every meal isn't a rout on the battlefield of tastiness.
nope.
not for lack of trying,
but variables in circumstance can really undermine the very best efforts.
i admit it:
my P.M.A. was not at peak performance,
and it reflected back at me through my taco scene.
they looked pretty good.
they tasted pretty good.
they even felt pretty good.
but they weren't expert.
they were simply competent approximations of it. 
food made with love and focus and intentional active participation tastes better.
that's a fact.
i had some other other sh!t going on while i was choppin' and strrin',
and it leaked through to my tortillas.
it happens.
the conflict got resolved with an acceptable outcome,
but it was too late to turn back time and retry those soft flour freshies.
it's all really happening, homeboys and girls-
i s'pose the trick is to intertwine and connect the pieces so that everything is awesome,
and nothing is F*ed, dudes.
that's today's mission.
i hope you're on board to do it to it, too;
never quiet, never soft.....