I really mixed it up (insert sarcasm emoticon here) by making my favorite bean recipe with pintos instead of black beans. I think I prefer the black bean version, but it’s also entirely possible that I left out some essential ingredient, thanks to an overwhelmed brain.
Rose and I put together a decent guacamole, which we ate half of in the process of making. There was rice, of course, and weekday chicken for them, and salad for me.
Have I ever mentioned that I don’t like salsa from a jar (or can for that matter)? It has a certain icky flavor to it that I can’t tolerate, I’m not sure what it is. The one and only exception to this rule (that I know of) is Herdez Salsa Casera.
Herdez comes in a can or a jar, both versions are good, and it doesn’t have that weird jarred salsa flavor. I’m not saying it’s the same as when you make it from scratch yourself. But it’s a good thing to have in your pantry, and great in a pinch.
On the messed-up family front, Shane is feeling slightly better thanks to an acupuncturist we found, who makes house calls.