Huevos Rancheros Breakfast Tacos

Not much to say today, just the short story of the little huevos that could…

Imagine sitting patiently, waiting in your carton with 11 of compatriots, knowing you’re destined for greatness but watching yourself be passed over morning after morning.

There goes the Greek yogurt…
And now it’s those mangoes’ time to shine…
Of course. Today it’s chorizo and some queso fresco. Really??

Imagine the hurt, the shame…  you eventually have to ask yourself if the yolk’s on you. (Awful. I tried so hard, but couldn’t resist. Forgive me? I’ll serve you some amazing breakfast.)

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Arroz Rojo

I’ve always truly loved peanuts – they’re just so easy to love! But it wasn’t until my palate matured beyond chicken nuggets, Lik-M-Aid Fun Dip, and pudding pops that I really learned to cook with peanuts.

After setting my Fun Dip down for long enough, the most important thing that I realized about peanuts is that they offer so much more than a simple snack or compliment to a sweet dish. And imagine my delight, since I learned to cook and bake from the perspective of modern Southwestern American culinary tradition, when I discovered that so many Mexican and Native American dishes involve peanuts in some form or other.

These days, one of my favorite ways to use peanuts is in fiery savory dishes that marry the creamy, nutty crunch of peanuts with the fiery heat of chiles. It’s truly a match made in heaven.

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Vegetarian Texas Frito Pie

An Open Letter To The Makers Of Fritos

Dear M/M Frito,

Please stop making Frito chips so addictive. Please. I’m asking you nicely.

You’ve clearly put some time into making and marketing your product. And that’s just fine. But now I’m in need of some assistance and support, and you’re in a position to help.

Allow me to hit you with some knowledge.

Imagine sitting down with a bag of Fritos to a reality TV marathon (I’m seeking assistance elsewhere for my new X Factor addiction). Innocent enough.

You’ll just have a few of those chips, right?

You would never supplement that first bag of Fritos with a second bag of Fritos. No sir. No way.

So why are you waking up from your sweet dreams of Simon & Paula banter with a Frito mustache? And why is your head delicately cushioned by a pillow fashioned from Frito bags?

Why?

Shame spiral.

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