So these three youthful Midwesterners are at NYC’s La Guardia airport baggage claim abuzz with anticipatory crackish then/Red Bullish ahora pre-embarking adrenaline rush exclusive to both visitors and residents of Gotham and maximum security prisons. What today would have been a text and/or tweet shared among friends we the public actually participated – okay eavesdropped […]Read More The Verdad La Mexicana Comida Esta Out There….
Praise Allah, Jah, Yahweh, Nietzsche y todos Los Dios por MLBeisbol esta en el aire. Literally, for me en Chicago aqui. The Wrigley Field extreme makeover be better both seen and heard from the friendly confines of our balcony – at least until urinegate passes. Our apt complex’s western facing facade glows eves awash in […]Read More Man, Nacho, Nachoman or Super Nachoman?
If there is a more all-encompassing gring@ cookbook I dunno it. The revised version of The Joy of Cooking is that of which I blog, not mine. The pre-PC original – on the otro mano – could at least pass for aboriginal. Recipes for vermin, including skinning instructions – IMO – transcend borders and ethnicity. […]Read More Painting the Joy of Cooking Brown con AzChiNMexi Mac y Cheese
Only caught a sense a local radio programme planned to run a piece about some gringo in NM who sent a batch of green chile seeds through the way back machine. His promise: a pre-genetically engineered chile verde = pure, unadulterated, virginal. By some reports our contemporary chile verde esta veritable genetic Frankenstein. Y what’s […]Read More Leftover T-Bird Green Chilenstein Enchiladasserole
Amazing times these. Diga me dudes and doo-dooettes: as a longstanding member of Facebookaholics Anonymous I’ll never know whether parsley might have ever accepted el amigo request para mi, let alone cilantro’s, rosemary’s or basil’s. One thing, that I do know there’s a lot of ruins in Meso-po-tamia uh uh uh uh uh oh uh….sorry but […]Read More How happy am I my parsley has a Facebook page?
Not necesarioly, but it beats hell outta Wonder Bread and Miracle Whip. You can be the judge and try any of the following fer yerself. Exhibit 1: The Hello Darlin’ Dixiecan Carne Asada y Queso Grits y Amp & Alternator Burro Inhaled this tube ‘o old grits and glory serenaded by Howe Gelb, ergo the AA&A […]Read More Do salsa and a tortilla a Mexican dish make?
it must be fishy. Verdad? And if it’s a fish cake, should it be cakey? Served on a hamburger bun, bunny? Yet we’ve been told bunny is supposed to taste chickeny, just like her cold-blooded anicmal friends froggy, alligatory and rattlesnakey? And if this all sounds mildly insaney that’s because waking hours ’round here pass interpreting the […]Read More If it looks like fish, smells like fish, and tastes like fish…
Jim Harrison, the great American man of letters, appetites, virtues, humor and heart had a character, in I think ‘The Great Leader’, go on how the otter reaps havoc on the natural world – and to a certain extent Darwin’s hypothesis – with its overevolved, sleek, playful and carefree via del vida. Otters are hyper-adapted, […]Read More Futbol Otters, Green Chile Cheeseburger Authors y Anti-Aleman Papa Ensalada
Even though I am not a Catholic, I soooo wanted to give up Googling for Lent. The thought – remember those? – being I might reconnect with my brain via a neuron and/or God by way of prayer. “Figure stuff out” like they used to in the old days. Put one’s faith in a higher […]Read More Avarice, Lent & Microwaving Burritos
I for once am at a complete loss for completely random themes/narratives to diving into this blog to hopefully come up for air in a bowl of gnarly green-go bride’s maid/red ribbon/silver medal posole. I’ve mulled over subjects ranging from performance enhancing drugs to the opening scene in Apocalypse Now to Paczki (Pooch-keys) to texting […]Read More How The Chili Cook-Off Invented Hip Hop aka Manifest Destiny’s Child