Perfect is the enemy of good
Perfect is the enemy of good
100%! I love the differences in the tacos you get in San Antonio or Austin or Dallas and even different parts of the city and whether it comes on a plate or rolled in aluminum foil. brisket or barbacoa or suadero and the places where you would swear someone’s grandma is in the kitchen making tortillas. I can’t stand a bland crunchy taco shell, but when someone fries a corn tortilla and it wraps around the taco …that’s the best! Theres a place near me that makes the best cheese enchiladas. It’s a chicken place and I usually have to take it back because they always try to add chicken, but when they get it right it is so incredible that I could eat it everyday. Instead of a ranchero sauce or a chili con carne, they have this stewed pot of spiciness with tomatoes and onions and garlic and peppers and heroin I think. Oh, there’s another place that does something they call enchiladas monarcas that i think involves a little bit of parmesan cheese.
Used car salesmen are seen as swindlers who make superficial fixes to hide real issues.
Even Michael Jackson?
Sure, there’s not always an option, but sometimes there is. My tiny bit of $ isn’t going to make or break a company, but i try to give it to places who donate less to the big orange turd. I’m in a constant struggle choosing among home Depot, lowes, and Ace hardware.
Variety. Mex-mex, tex-mex, coastal mex, New Mexico’s red and green sauces,… Different flavors and techniques, somehow linked by the delicious variety of similar ingredients.
Helps provide tone and emotion to the conversation - the things you get when listening to someone speak and the reason text messages can be so difficult sometimes.
Sitting in a rocking swivel patio chair while shaving the dog and I leaned forward to get his belly. The chair started to tip. I startled and i was able to stop it from tipping over, but then it felt like my back locked up and i couldn’t move. Husband helped me into the house and i missed several days of work. I did the exact same things three years in a row. I still have the chairs. Dog died and that’s likely the only reason it stopped after 3x.
I had a guy remodeling my bathroom who said it was wrong to own a cat because you make the cat stay in the house at night and it might want to be at the club instead.
Send them through a soapless wash.
Two days back at work from winter break and then two snow days, so that was pretty good. Finally started working on cleaning out and repairing the house i inherited from my mom. Foundation work got done this week and we’re meeting the plumber tomorrow for a quote on replacing cast iron pipes. The cost is stressful, but it feels good to finally be getting stuff done there. I was sad thinking that my mom would be sad to see it in disrepair. My honey will be working out of town next week so I’m enjoying the weekend with him before he leaves.
My husband is an engineer. Screaming, “what the fuck are talking about?” is probably not the way.
Bell peppers?
My favorites! Frye fuzzy-inside boots on a snow day!
DEA has been fighting the 2018 farm bill for a few years, claiming that thca should be treated as delta 9. Maybe, but it went to the courts and they said, “nope, follow what it says!”
It’s not just prohibitionists; it’s big canna. They’ve already pushed to outlaw hemp in some states because it cuts into their profits. They got rich on it while there were limitations and requirements. Now that it’s wide open with no labeling or lot numbers, and Johnny farmer can grow and sell with no oversight, they’re pissed.
I feel like the obvious answer is bourbon, but there are so many different ones it’s impossible to say what’s best. Include other whiskeys, ryes and it becomes the great unsolvable question.
That’s why they spray water on fruit trees, to insulate them at 32F, right?