denouement

2014 is slipping all the way away.
before you know it, it'll be gone.
before it goes, though,
there are a few more dinners we need to figure out and freshen up...
for starters,
a stoopid sunday of tattbombin' left me feelin' spent,
but,
even though  i'd had my fill of doin' stuff for the day,
i still needed to stir up some supper for my family.
i'll tell you, neighbors,
i blew into the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress like a flippin' hurricane
of pouty-pantsed hard styles,
and started banging pots and pans all over the place.
yup.
that's the truth.
a real pissy tantrum-throwin' dinnermaker, that's me.
i took whatever we had,
and i helped it transform into something super special.
burritos.
mmhmm.
burritos.
all the insides of all the burritos took up all the pots
on all the burners on the whole stove,
and all the while the oven was preheating for exxxtra activation
after the wrap.
yeah.
i doo-doo that last step for turbo-charged hottness, and a crispy skin.
check the taco-sauce-topped-type teleport:

red and green sauces for after-christmas after-party mealtime celebration.
yeah!!
it's definitely what's inside that makes 'em expert, though, y'all.
teleport:

a super-spreadable slap of underchee'?
yep.
a base coat of beige for creamy-smooth gooey goodness;
and refried beans, blended with a ladleful of salsa to make it fancy;
sauteed broccoli? in a burrito??
yep.
it met the vegetable needs of our designated dietary duties for the night.
mmmmmmmm.
tempeh,
sliced up small, simmered in pureed tomato sauciness,
spiced with g.p.o.p. and cumin and mustard and black pepper and basil,
for a taco-style crumble of vegan magic;
and jasmine rice for bulky, burly, sticky superiority?
all good things.
for extra good burrito business, that's what you need to include.
the institution of expert foodstuffs in the woodsly goodness
is sacred to us.
that means even the simple stuff needs to be dope.
actually, everything does, all the time.
just be dope, we say,
or F* right off.
because rules is rules.
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and now,
there's today to deal with.
we've got a whole other 'nother 'nother case of the mondays.
and we'll all be at the tattbomb studio spanning time with all the
doo-doo butteriest waterbabies that vacation-times can produce,
with spending money and spare time to burn.
we'll take it away from them,
with extreme prejudice, even.
the last gasping gulps of this year,
sputtering out,
and falling apart.
that's what we're left with,
and that's what's up.
it's all really happening;
never quiet, never soft.....