Legend of the Drunken Master (Chef)

I often concoct rather interesting late-night/early-morning snacks after returning home from the bars: canned tuna and rice remains my most notable failure. Last weekend, upon waking at 7:30 a.m. after a wedding to find all my usual breakfast taco haunts closed (who is open at 7:30 a.m. on a Sunday, anyway?), I once again took matters into my own hands, and ended up making the best damn gourmet breakfast taco I’ve ever had. Might this be a chance to turn my tendency toward the drunk munchies into a career?

Ingredients:

Eggs
Feta cheese
Cracked pepper
Portobello mushrooms
Marinated artichoke hearts
Roasted red bell peppers
Pine nuts
Olive oil tortilla wrap

Directions:

Sauté portobello mushrooms in olive oil. Beat feta cheese and cracked pepper into eggs; scramble. Brown tortilla in pan. Wrap scrambled eggs, mushrooms, artichoke hearts, bell peppers, and pine nuts into tortilla.

While preparing food, bitch and moan about how no person in their right mind wakes up at 7:30 a.m. on a Sunday (after a wedding, at that); continue mumbling and grumbling that no taco stands are open that early (of course they’re not), that sometimes you just have to do it yourself if you want it done right. Upon completion, shut up and forget about the world of hangover hurt you’re about to enter as you enjoy ridiculous, unadulterated deliciousness. And then go back to sleep.

Re-posted from Taco Town.

Romantic Comedy #1 (5 stars)

Says MustLuvCats about the movie Two Weeks Notice:

"This is one of my favorites. It's a movie you can watch over & over again, and never gets old. I know I've seen this at least 15 times...literally! It's SO funny, but at the same time completely romantic."

Because hopelessly romantic people (ahem cat ladies) are not SO funny enough. Am I mean?

Steers and queers...

The culture meter blew out the mercury in Texas on Monday night: Kinky Friedman, dubbed the "Cowboy Philosopher," appeared with Bill O'Reilly on Fox News and declared that Palin would waltz McCain right into the White House; then almost immediately afterward, to add insult to injury, a weather newscaster suggested the nation would fare better if looming Hurricane Ike were to miss New Orleans by swinging into Texas instead, where, I quote, "there are more cows than people." Now, certainly the Texas coastline is currently more capable of weathering a hurricane than would be the Louisiana coastline. But give me a break: the cattle industry is prevalent in the Northern and Western regions of Texas, not in the coastal region, so such a statistic (flawed or no) is completely irrelevant and only serves to propagate the antiquated, romantically rustic perception of Texas. As if G.W. hasn't had resounding success achieving just that.