postcard from oaxaca

Wish you were here.

It's lime, bitches. For making tortillas.

She's making ice cream!

They're herding goats!

This video goes out to Face: Ask and ye shall receive, girl.

One day soon I'll write a long letter instead of a postcard. But for now, your bl*g mistress went to Mexico and all you got were these photos and AWESOME VIDEO (the '80s are back; if hipsters can wear shoulder pads, I can use the word awesome like it's going out of style, which it did a long time ago).

P.S. I miss you. Lots and lots and lots.

he came from the glorious kingdom

yay

After weeks of this, I was ready for some good news. Seeing this made me so, so happy.

Read it and smile.

the best evening of summer so far

A closeup of the pork belly tacos seems in order. So you can see the pool of fat.

The night also involved being serenaded by a dishwasher playing a pink banjo and singing a little tune he wrote called "Angry White Woman" while I drank beer and ate chocolate and wasn't angry at all.

do you remember when this was a food bl*g?

The best day of summer so far:

That brown dot along the tree line is a bear!

It ain't over 'til it's over. Summer, that is.

As the kids these days say, I B MISSING U. That would B U, bitches.

boom

guest post: jshu

A guest post from my friend jshu. He's the apple, she's the tree.

When I'm on the road looking to do a little cooking for breakfast, I like to find a few simple ingredients and hunker down in the kitchen. Today I started with some butter wrapped in some attractive paper. Then I took a loaf of bread (pre-sliced) and used it as the main ingredient for Toast (put bread in toaster oven, set to medium, wait for ding, remove, put on plate with pattern that matches butter paper for a little extra flair). The trick here is to put the butter on the newly made Toast while it's as hot as it can be (I use a rounded knife that isn't sharp so I don't cut through the decorative butter paper).