Believe it or not I was out of onion. Well, I had a big red onion to use but that was not going to be right. And I did not want to run to the market so I doubled up on the garlic.Where the fuck is the onion?
Believe it or not I was out of onion. Well, I had a big red onion to use but that was not going to be right. And I did not want to run to the market so I doubled up on the garlic.
I wouldn't need a onion to make a meal from this... Pretty sure... Celery is looking nasty... I get red onions from Texas. I save them for my famous salads.I think we all know what's going to happen here.View attachment 134156
You don't make your own stock?!I think we all know what's going to happen here.View attachment 134156
maybe that's why he didnt make the stock.Dude - he doesn't even have onions.
Without the "after" pic, I'll guess you drank the beer, put that shit away, opened another beer and ordered a pizza.I think we all know what's going to happen here.
All that stuff is going in your ass?I think we all know what's going to happen here.View attachment 134156
A whole bunch of mucho gusto right there.
You can in Toronto but the Peruvian food is so good. Why Bother...Can you even get proper tacos in Canukistan?
Nope! Made the soup (mrs. scrub has a wicked case of bronchitis) heavy on garlic and jalapeno. AND drank more beer. Winning!Without the "after" pic, I'll guess you drank the beer, put that shit away, opened another beer and ordered a pizza.
Huh. Didn't know Brian Lopes was a jazz fan.