Taco Thursdays is pretty constant in our house, so much so that I usually have the basics on hand to just prep veggies in the morning and brown the meat in the afternoon. Last week, however, I had nothing to pull a magic meal together except one whiskered old onion. So, I headed to the store, where I inevitably threw in more stuff than was on my list, including some Tostitos. Mmmmm. . .I have re-discovered Tostitos. How they have escaped my shopping cart for so long is beyond me. I suppose that when I notice Morgan consistently crumbling up tortilla chips into her Chipotle soft taco, it might be worth it to bring tortilla chips into our Taco Thursdays.
So, at the store, I threw in the taco stuff: tomatoes, onions, black beans, lettuce, guacamole and avocado. Oh, and the mozzerella cheese; I know, but my girls like the mild mozz with their tacos. Call it Mexitalian fusion.
One of my favorite taco fixin’s is some salsa fresca. I could eat that all day long and have been known to run my fingers around the edge of the plate to get the last few remnants of cilantro, lime juice and onion. In a pinch, however, I’ve also dumped some mild Pace picante sauce into a bowl and thrown in some chopped up avocado, a squirt of lime juice and a pinch of salt. *le sigh* or should it be *el sigh*? Either way, delicious.
Today, I was feeling very ambitious, so after I dropped of the kids, I hit the gym, and then I came home and just attacked the house. Full on cleaning like I was expecting company. My countertops glisten, my faucets fingerprint-free, and there’s a touch of Febreeze in the air. And I realize, I’m starving. It’s not quite lunch time, but I’m ready to belly up to the trough, if you know what I mean. I fling open the pantry and am sorely disappointed to find it less than well stocked. Who keeps eating the food?! I push around a box of microwave popcorn from 1996, a jar of Spanish olives, and can of Stovetop until my hands alights upon the distinctive blue of the Tostitos bag. Whoop! Whoop! Do you know what this means?
1. Yes, I hid the chips from my family.
2. Snack time, baby!
To the fridge! Where waiting inside is half of an avocado and a jar of Pace. Sometimes, the planets do align and all is right with the world.
