Before I begin posting recipes, I'd like to take a moment to discuss the second most important thing in life -- sex. Once you've shagged a Latina, you'll never waste your time on white chicks again. The only exception I can think of is an Irish chick I boinked some years ago. The poontang was definitely worth the effort, but she had some odd behavioral quirks. For example, she always insisted that I wear two rubbers --- to be sure, to be sure.
Haw! Get it? To be sure, to be sure? I got a million of 'em...
OK, I'm done with that part.
Now it being as the spousal unit is Messykin, the last few years have amounted to a crash course in cooking south-of-the-border grub. So here's yer boy shakin' his podex in a most undignified, and most un-bogtrotterish fashion, dancin' around the feckin' kitchen, playing his humungous Epiphone Sheraton along with the CD player, and bellowin' out: "Left my home in Norfolk, Virginia/ California on my mind/Straddled that Greyhound/ and rode it into Raleigh/And down across Caroline'," accompanied (of course) by appropriate bits of pantomime.
"Can't you at least put some fuckin' pants on, for Christ's sake?" asks the wife. Grumbling and cursing,yer boy acquiesces -- but vows passive-aggressive spousal vengeance in the process. "That' the last you'll be seein' of it for at at least a week," mutters he.
Anyway, Bro Rich (the trucker) is making a cross-country run this week, and will be cutting his travel costs by crashing and eating with us. In his honor, we'll be turning the ingredients below into a super-deluxe, DEE-licious, NEW-tritious Mexican dinner.
The menu:
Guacamole
Salsa casera
Chile con Queso
Tortilla chips
Huevos rancheros
Mexican rice
Refried beans
Looks -- well -- looks good enough to eat, doesn't it? I'll be posting individual recipes and photos shortly. Stay tuned.
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