Friday July 31
It was Friday, which means that our energy, both mental and physical, was low. Also, that we had to clean the week's leftovers out of the fridge before doing the big market run tomorrow. So we rummaged for some old tortilla chips (carefully tasting them to make sure they were still good), and laid them out on two oven-safe plates. We made a salsa out of our last heirloom tomato, onion, one little hot numex chile and the mosquito-bedeviled pickings of coriander from the garden, and scattered it on the chips, then topped that with the leftover meat from our stuffed-baby-squash-blossoms from Tuesday (which, as both our readers remember, was itself made of leftovers from Saturday). Then we hid both piles of trash under a haystack of grated colby cheese (no, not Velveeta - we haven't fallen so low just yet) and put them under the broiler until the cheese melted.
With a couple of beers, it wasn't bad. But there are few things that are bad with a couple of beers.
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