Monday, March 21, 2011

You wanna know what I hate right now?

Salsa from a jar.

It feels like an afront to good taste. Like a lackluster slap in the face. Maybe it's just the time of year, and I'm sick of winter or whatever, but I can't take it anymore. I need pico de gallo, made by someone I have seen with my own eyes, with tomatoes I have seen when they were whole tomatoes.

And until that day comes, there is a ban on salsa in my life. BANNED.

Oh, while we're on the subject, you know what else I hate? The fact that Merriam-Webster online is at m-w.com. I hate that too.

5 comments:

  1. Cranky, my goodness. I was just thinking the other day how I know that Pace Thick and Chunky Medium is not good, but I still love it. It's still what I think of when I think of salsa and what I find comforting to eat with corn chips. Childhood nostalgia, and all that. And thus we see that I grew up not in California.

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  2. This isn't cranky. Were the suffragettes cranky? This is a not-going-to-take-it-anymore moment.

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  3. As I'm partaking of salsa and chips today and the salsa is fresh, I do concur. And I'm glad salsa is finally getting some suffragettes. It needs it.

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  4. well salsa hates you.....I'm sorry I forgot myself. I long for tomatoes from a garden chopped up with cilantro and onions placed lovingly on my tortilla chip. I will salsa strike with you.

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  5. Ugh, I hate all your fancy food, James.

    Shiloh, I knew I could count on you.

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