Tuesday, June 17

mexican monday gets later and later.

damn.
i look forward to food.
honestly,
the simplest pleasure,
my natural state of pure being,
is eating way too much.
i guess i'm secretly super fat?
yeah.
the minor inconvenience that i'm enduring these day?
all the work i'm doing at the tattoo studio keeps pushing
my arrival time at the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress back further and further.
in turn,
that makes making dinner more of a project than it needs to be.
mexican monday doesn't care what time it is, though;
so we still managed to munch up a whole meal,
just a whole lot later on than usual.
i had beau on guacamole,
and the single-fork mash technique made it better than ever.
the fresh garlic and the extra jalapeno helped,
as well as the double lime dosage we doused it with.
that guac' game is steppin' up levels every single time.
improvement is the goal we've set,
and 'self-destructive' is the amount we'll eat every time.
amber put herself on chip duty,
and baked up a whole batch of triangle
and i got just a little bit expert on some red rice,
with black beans, and green peppers.
that itself was a complicated process, but it was well worth the pan frying,
post-soak in sauce and salt and stuff.
anyway,
check the fresh-to-death-frijoles-type teleport:
yup!
enchiladas, all over again,
with another 'nother custon sauce,
this time all extra-special and tomatoey...
steamed in gravy and baked to perfection.
...as usual.
we get busy,
and we get it going,
whenever it all gets around to finally getting it together.
i've got enchiladas down to a super-science, neighbors.
and that's dope.
for everyone who stops by for dinner, at that.
we enjoy ourselves,
in these tiny time-consuming food-consuming episodes.
i guess that's why we do it.
we could've eaten simple sh!t at seven,
but we toughed it out until eight thirty,
and dominated a drowned round of spicy activation instead.
it was worth it,
since the currency we value is active participation,
and we were well paid in full at the best exchange rate going.
it's all really happening,
and that includes dinner;
never quiet, never soft.....

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