At the current rate of Final Cut Pro post-production, by Christmas 2020, the globe shall be subjected to more Steve Jobs cinematic biopics than those of Jesus Christ, The Beatles and Luke Skywalker en todo. This epidemic outbreak of epic celluloid certainly gives this one pause to ponder some deeply mundane ponderables: Is the […]Read More Bigger than Jesus the Beatles, and yoga pants: Esteban Trabajars
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
Outsourcing outcries were once all the rage. Then insourcing (aka immigration) became the new black. In both instances, seems to me Los Indios were again and again and again to take it on the chin, blamed and lambasted for the colonization, enslavement and/or hiring practices of most likely my proud peeps, The Anglo Saxons. Where do […]Read More Outsourcing, Insourcing & Immigration’s Last Hurrah(che)
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…
With the molten ooze of Rick Bayless at long last purged from my operating system ’tis fine time to pass the 40 of Hatorade back to the Republicants and the original Angry Birds: Philly Sports fans, cheers: and get back to the holiday cheer. Thanksgiving, a slowly dissolving L-tryptophan trip, deserves one last mention here. […]Read More To Roux or Not To Roux….esta la pregunta