butternut squash wedges,
with cumin, coriander, cayenne, Garlic Powder, Onion Powder,
black pepper, and smoked paprika, plus a dash of thyme and oregano,
sauteed in a hot pan, with a splash of veggie broth to soften 'em up.
y'know why you'd do that?
because it's october, and that's seasonally appropriate.
check it out:
TACO TUESSSSDAY!
yup.
mmmmmmm.
there are pink beans with onion, scallion,
garlic, sweet pepper, jalapeno, minced cilantro stems,
coconut oil and ho'sauce all tossed together.
yeah.
that's simple, but it's SO good.
spicy lettuce showed up to hang out, and that was cool.
red onion, chili pepper, and cilantro sprankles, too.
f'real, i didn't measure anything at all.
the food is always better navigated by feel, not math.
i mean it.
there's AVO-F*ING-CADO, or course.
rules is rules, man-
and that green butter pear is permanently invited to my taco parties forever.
when i'm eating alone, i'm only using soft flour tortillas.
in this case, i used street sized. which are smaller.
why?
because i'm responsible, bro.
duh.
take it easy, like i did with my taco ingestion.
ha!!
and my custom fire-roasted tomato salsa saved the whole entire day.
that sh!t is THE TRUTH.
here's the recipe:
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ROASTY SALSA!!
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in your food processor, combine:
2 cloves garlic;
1/4 red onion;
1/3 cup chopped bell pepper (red, orange, yellow, for prettiness);
1 jalapeno;
one handful of cilantro;
2 T scallions;
1/2 tsp cumin;
1/2 tsp ground coriander seed;
1/2 tsp ea GPOP;
a shake of smoked paprika;
1 15oz can fire-roasted tomatoes;
a heavy squeeze of lime. at least on lime's worth;
salt, pepper, love, excitement.....
pulse it until it's as chunky or as smooth as you prefer,
and let it sit in the fridge for an hour a least.
is it expert?
obvi.
you already know.
you're welcome for that.
it'll change the way you eat chips and tacos and burritos and enchiladas.
guaranteed.
i mean, you'll still use your mouth, but you'll like it more.
so there you go.
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my phone is taking better pictures for the platform i'm using.
that's good.
my old phone was a genuine nightmare to use for that purpose,
so i'm glad about it.
all the kids look cuter,
all the tattoos look better executed,
all the food looks more delicious.
it was about time to do something that was way past time to do.
story of my life.
too late, too terrible, much worse, more expensive, then fine.
i'd like to start skipping the first three parts, please;
never quiet, never soft.....
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