|so not bland|
i will do the same thing tomorrow, then have a break. then everything will be okay, right?
because at this very moment i'm on the brink of an existential melt down.
allow me to take a moment to reflect on the tangible evidence of the real and good in my world.
and to show you pictures of the most unexistential thing in the world.
|mi amigos green corn tamales. thanks to my parents and brother david for their hard work keeping a high quality restaurant going and for being so generous with it.|
whenever my parents visit utah, they bring a dozen or two green corn tamales, frozen in a bundle, and a quart of the best green chile sauce in the world. we so look forward to tamale dinner at my parents' condo on each and every visit.
every time, the menu is exactly the same: tamales with green sauce, my dad's roasted chile salsa, "corn crisps"(a kind of open faced quesadilla on a corn tortilla), black beans garnished with cilantro and diced white onions, and shredded lettuce, tomatoes, and sour cream.
|my dad's roasted chile salsa.|
|don't you love little boxes with presents inside?|
|anna did the pretty writing. i added sparkly sprinkles cuz i couldn't leave well enough alone.|
|sexy close-up of lula's lemon curd cupcakes.|
the older i get, the more grateful i am for my family, and the more i realize how unusually blessed i am in this regard.
|christian, mom & dad. something about the light was special that evening.|
|feel the luv.|
it's time to start talking about julie turley's birthday now, right around the corner.