oh my, I feel a post coming on
I came back with these.
As I was checking out, the cashier, who could be the quieter, blond sister of Flo from the old TV show Alice, handed me a dozen. "Um, thanks -- wha ... ?"
"You just look like you could use them."
I wondered fleetingly what that meant, but the fact of the roses themselves was more interesting than the question.
And then I made this ...
My first-ever omelet. Pretty, no? Four of them, actually. Breakfast burrito-inspired omelets (I was going to make breakfast burritos for lunch, and I had the chorizo defrosted and onions chopped before I realized I had no tortillas).
Ingredients: 8-10 eggs, beaten (started with 8, whisked in more as I ran out while cooking)
3 links chorizo, squoze out of casings (this task accomplished by 13-year-old boy, who had great fun likening the experience to ... well.) (I told him afterward what the casings were made from -- or at least used to be. Heh.)
1 med onion
grated cheddar (or whatever cheese you like)
Sautee the onions in oil until soft, add chorizo and push around until browned, and keep warm. Melt butter over medium heat in a non-stick skillet, and ladle in enough eggs to cover the bottom of the pan 1/4 inch deep. When mostly set, spoon some of the chorizo mixture onto one side, sprinkle some cheese on the other, drop a little handful of spinach leaves in the middle, and fold the cheesy side over onto the other side in whatever way you can manage it (there may have been some flipping and flopping and a near-disaster), then slide the thing onto a plate, pop some salsa on the side, and serve. Lather, rinse, repeat until you run out of stuff or everyone is full, whichever comes first.
Even The Short One liked it all right.
Life is pretty good. And there has been knitting. Maybe I will post about it before more than another nine or 10 months pass.