I woke up this morning and decided to make salsa. I had chopped 3 or 4 medium white onions two days ago and soaked them in the juice of 5 small squeezed lemons, pinch of sea salt, 3tsp cumin, dash of parsley and some paprika for kicks. This had been marinating in my fridge and begged for more.
This morning, in olive-green a-shirt and baggy, grey pajama pants- I wielded my weapon of choice with pleasure filled mastery. (One of those knives with curved top and tear-drop divets in the sharp end of the blade...I like to think of it as the Moby Dick of knives in my kitchen).
3 yellow, 3 red, and 1 green bell pepper: de-seed, slice and dice. Throw it in the bucket!
1 fresh jalapeno: slightly de-seeded, sliced, and diced. Throw it in the bucket!
2 mondo-normous gargantuan tomatoes: de-seed, slice, dice. You know the drill :)
1 bundle of leaf-picked and finely chopped cilantro- of course. helloooooo!
Now I am happily kissed in my nostrils and lungs by steeping, crisp salsa as I stir in finely chopped chives. Savoring the marriage of lemon, onion, and cumin pouring over each colorful bit of delic-itude. YESSSSSSSSSS! I! HAVE! MADE! SALSA!
I crash in more spices now! Cumin, cumin cumin! Paprika! Dry red pepper seeds! A wee bit of Dry, crushed coriander and sea salt for one fatty happy family. :)
As I stuff my happy fatty face with heaps of salsa on top of olive-oil grilled corn-tortillas I am remiss of garlic. This will be remedied tomorrow morning :)
Food like this makes my brain sexy.
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