The Omnivorous Fish

Not exactly Mexican

…but what the hell do I know from Mexican food?

This meal is the perfect example of how you don’t actually need to know anything to make a decent meal. I was craving baked sweet potatoes and Mexican food (yes, I’m pregnant, clearly), so I went to the supermarket and bought every brand of tortilla they had. Homeside I did a little taste test and, surprise, the brand that had nothing but corn and water in it was the best (why I didn’t just read the labels to begin with is beyond me).

I made what I think of to be salsa, heated up some black beans and cut up an avocado. I didn’t know this when I went to the store, but choosing an avocado is a skill that Californians have and judge each other upon. They even have avocado-buying strategies where they’ll get some very ripe ones to eat that day and then choose successively less ripe specimens to eat as they become ready. I got approving nods as I cut up the avocado I had bought.

I constructed quesadillas by logic, not ever having made one or seen one made in the past. I mean, it’s a grilled cheese. So they got some salsa and sour cream, half a baked yam (which I accidentally bought in a hurry when I meant to grab sweet potatoes), beans and a big chunk of avocado.

I did get to use one of the bagful of peppers that papasito from next door gave us from his garden: similar to thai bird chilis, but more flavorful. Two thirds of one with the seeds and ribs removed made a pint or so of salsa pretty intense.

That’s all for now. Lots of work going on at work, then I go home and work on the house… jeez.

Listening: NPR A Prairie Home Companion