Commentary on Culture, Christianity, and the Cardinals.
Sunday, August 13, 2006
I Need It, Baby
Listen. I have the good stuff. I just don't know how to cook it, so you better help me out. I gotta have it. I feel like there are bugs, man, everywhere, crawling all over me. I'm desperate, baby. So help me out. Will you? Just this once. I promise, I'll never ask again.
I have tomatoes, cilantro, jalapenos, lime juice, and onions.
I've waited all summer while I gradually collected all of my ingredients.
I'm all ready to make salsa, but I don't know how to prepare the goods. Or store it, for that matter.