OBEY THE DAY!

man,
i didn't even give a single sh!t about taco tuesday-
...until i did.
i mean it.
sometimes, being adamant about ritual and routine can be a real drag,
right up until the results are on the table....
and then?
well,
then you realize that it's all expert all over again,
and that's pretty tight, man.
here's the thing of it:
rules is rules.
right? so, like, what else was i really gonna do?
just accept that the late day heroic sicilian square with well-done crust
that dylan and i shared was gonna be enough?
i ashamedly admit i considered it for two seconds-
but, i reconsidered immediately,
and rose to the failing light's sunset time limit.
yup.
tacos, in a hurry, for your face!
check the teleport:

SOFT FLOUR ONLY, MAN!
and that's no joke.
i had my tortillas toasty, but not crunchy.
that's the ticket to hottness, neighbors.
warm softies are the best ones,
and it's a defect of character to prefer the hard ones.
that's a matter of historical record,
and i stand by the statement.
also,
i had some rice all fluffed and ready in fifteen minutes,
and i blasted out a batch of smoky chili chickpeas like it was my destiny.
yup.
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SMOK'EM CHILICHICKIES!!
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in a hot pan, with a tablespoon of olive oil, saute:
1 cup diced red, orange, yellow sweet bell pepper,
one bunch of scallion bottoms (the white part),
and 1 can of drained and rinsed chick peas-
add:
1/2 tsp cumin;
1  1/2 tsp smoked paprika;
1/2 tsp paprika;
1/2 tsp ea GPOP;
2 tsp lime juice;
cayenne, black pepper, salt, to taste.
legit, that's it.
easy? yes. delicious? definitely. filling? heck yeah!
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guys,
i had so many crawnchy veggies, there was no way these were gonna be lame.
i mean it.
cukes, carrots, radishes, pea shoots,
sweet onion sprankles, tomatoes, cilantro, and jalapeno rings.
plus, lime and AVO-F*ING-CADO, bro.
that's how you do high speed low drag tacos.
didi i need four of 'em for just me?
no.
did i want four of 'em for just me?
also, no.
did i eat all four in a matter of minutes anyway?
OBVI.
too much is the right amount,
and that's what you need, even if you doubt it while it's happening.
truth.
taco tuesday may not have been my first choice,
but it was the right one,
so in that sense, i guess i'm glad i made it.
MORE tacos is not a bad move to make.
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baking bread.
baking treats.
making food.
making moves.
the only thing missing is making love.
i mean, all the other things i'm up to have to have love involved,
but, they're more like labors thereof.
i'm talking about LOVE, man.
like, when you look like an A*-hole looking at some other A*-hole
who just happens to mirror the same moonie heart eyes back atcha.
LOVE, dudes.
y'know about it?
i hear it makes you go crazy, and keeps you from being lazy,
in a constant quest to be your best,
so that you're indispensably desirable, subjectively,
and as an objective to be reached and retained.....
i'm making a lot of things every day-
and i luv-luv-love most all of it-
i'm lucky, and i know it;
i'm grateful and i try my hardest to show it;
i don't take any of it for granted, and i sure don't want to blow it;
so,
here's to making MORE LOVE in the coming days.
intimate, excellent, decadent, devoted, dedicated, determined love-making.
the kind with the heart eyes, like i said.
the kind where you do embarrassing things and don't even give a dang.
the kind that makes old people see it and hold hands, man.
LOVE.
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failing that, i guess i could always make another cake.
i do love cake;
never quiet, never soft.....