Tag: food
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Mango pico de gallo
It has become apparent to myself and probably some of the more astute of my followers out there in inter web land, that I have eaten tacos more than once in recent weeks. One might say I am someone who enjoys the taco. One may be correct. You are one. What is one? One what?…
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Charred tomato salsa
I like Mexican food. Stuff like tacos. I am a huge fan of any culture that is going to serve me a meal with a heap of condiments on the table so I get to adjust the flavours and the seasonings to my own personal taste as I go. That is a culture that is…
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Easy chicken crisp shell tacos
Some times when you take your children shopping with you they like to ask for things they may not normally be allowed to eat. Breakfast cereal that has more sugar than actual cereal, strange plastic looking loosely termed cheese slices, all of the confectionary section and crisp taco shells… they always want crisp taco shells.…
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Coal roasted fish bruschetta AKA camp bruschetta
Last week I was writing the roster at work, which is a pretty ordinary thing for someone in my position to be doing. It was going to be a pretty good one too – I had reined it back to a less-than-50-hour-week which is a more than acceptable working week for one who has chosen…
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Christmas ham glaze and a tasty stuffed bird.
I’ve noticed shit is getting a fair bit Christmassy around the joint at the mo’. Like, really effing Christmassy. My smart brains told me that due to my little issue with finding time to hit this blog up at the moment, I should get onto some kind of Christmassy type post pretty fricking quick smart…
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Gumbo. Smoked lamb gumbo…
Today I made gumbo… or something that is sort of gumbo, I guess. Best as I can figure gumbo was created in Louisiana as sort of a use-up-all-of-the-shit-in-your-garden, chuck-in-whatever-bit-of-meat-you-can-afford, roux flavoured, file or okra thickened, po’ folks type food, so I’m pretty sure that means I’m following the brief… and not even with a chance…
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Chow-chow down down
This is the sort of condiment that revolutionizes my life. It combines a heap of my favourite vegetables in a witch’s cauldron and after a few low mutterings of some kind of voodoo type black magic (or possibly it was just the ramblings of a boozed up and disheveled old carnie… or even more possibly…