Wednesday, May 2

FOLLOW DIRECTIONS!

neighbors,
rules is rules.
and that's no joke.
on tuesdays, i do taco things.
that's just how it is.
lately, i've been toasting the tortillas-
i know, right?
semi-soft flour flaps, with a bit of a crunch to 'em?
i'm evolving, bro.
huh?
NO.
crunchy corn sh!t-shard shrapnel crap is NEVER gonna get to grace my table,
but a little firmness in my soft flour isn't so awful.
word up.
so,
i got the good holders, but what am i fillin' 'em with?
oh, no big deal-
just sweet potato and smoky, spicy chipotle chickpeas with cashews!!
teleport:

kaBOOM! kaPOW! kaBLAMMO!!!
woooooooo!
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i had my patented quick pickled mixed veg, naturally.
tacos are much improved by their inclusion.
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QUIK-MIX PIXXX!
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one carrot, bias cut;
two radishes, sliced;
1/4 cup onion , red half rings in this case;
1/2 jalapeno, sliced;
2 cloves sliced garlic;
enough cider vinegar to cover them;
sugar and salt to taste-
boiled until the peppers turn olive green.
that's how you know to turn off the heat and let 'em cool.
do it, and you'll be blessed with the best picks on the planet.
wordimus.
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and a burly bowlful of fire roasted tomato salsa, too!
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FIRE ROASTY SALSA PICANTE!
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in your food processor, combine:
1 15oz can fire roasted tomatos chunks;
1/2 red small onion;
1/2 cup sweet red and orange baby bell peppers;
1 jalapeno, seeds in;
1 tsp ea. GPOP;
1 punch of cilantro;
2 cloves garlic;
juice of one lime;
pink salt, cracked black pepper.
pulse it to the consistency you prefer, and let it marinate in it's own juice for a bit.
it's good, guys.
and you're gonna eat waaaaay too much of it, but that's ok-
too much is the right amount, so you're doing what you're s'posed to.
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i dressed up my tacos with:
pea shoots.
radicchio ribbons.
radish wedges.
orange sweet peppers.
scallion sprankles.
lime.
AVO-F*ING-CADO!!
and cilantro.
all expert, all complimentary to one another.
i love that.
and i seared up some slices of sweet potato in olive oil.
browned on both sides, and soft in the centers.
simple, quick, squishy, and delicious.
that's what you want when you want something dope.
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last, but absolutely not least, i had half a can of chickpeas hangin' around,
so i activated some elite heat to the whole batch, and made something exxxtra-special
without even realizing it-
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CHIPOTLE CHICKPEAS AND CASHEWS!!
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in a smaller pan, with a tablespoon of olive oil,
saute:
7 oz chickpeas;
1/4 cup chopped cashews;
3 T red onion chunks;
1/4 minced jalapeno;
2 heavy shakes of dried chipotle pepper, smoked paprika, oregano,
ground coriander seed, cumin, salt, and pepper.
add 1 tablespoon of nutritional yeast;
1 T louisiana/texas ho'sauce;
1 T salsa juice (yeah, i siphoned off a lil sauce, buddy. it's cool)
toss it up, get it all good and spicy and coated, and add it onto those tortillas.
just like that.
dinner is F*ing ready.
tight.
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i've heard that i work too much.
but, what the heck else am i going to do?
yard work?
raking wet leaves and shoveling mud?
c'mon.
it needs doing, but i don't know that i'm the guy for the job.
i cared so deeply for these gardens way back when i was sharing double days off
with a long-lost partner, years and years back.
these days, i'm just not in a position of enough leisure
to get a return on the investment of time spent moving mulch.
in fact,
if i can't eat it, i generally don't feel much of anything for much of anything.
...besides work.
i mean, i want to build a business that generates success at every opportunity,
and i can't imagine how a tasty flowerbed at my house contributes much in the way
of accessibility or desirability to a tattoo studio.
y'know?
it's true.
and since i seem to be privately inaccessible and unrelatable outside of the workplace,
it's unlikely that i'll be building meaningful relationships
by lounging next to some prize-winning echinacea any time soon either.
i'm purpose driven, dudes.
and while my routine isn't a riotous good time,
it's perfect practice at making perfect products.
i do what i do because i what to be better at what i do,
and if what i do is good,
and then there's hope for who i am.
i'd rather be useful than fun,
and i practice, and i practice, and i preach,
but it's always in accord with practical active participation.
that's what i have to offer, and that's what i have to show for it;
never quiet, never soft.....

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