I think I was even thinking to myself the other day, last week, that there are very few more damaging human emotions in the long-term than disillusionment.
I decided that as a sort of positive resistance to this situation, as a sort of salve/bastion, I would make a jibarito. Mojo-marinated steak, guac, pickled onions, aioli, and some kind of cheese on two garlic-salted tostones. I'll just make small ones, hopefully they'll still help.
And also maybe we'll go to Belgium.
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el jibarito.
2 green plantains
coconut oil
garlic salt
1 cup mojo
some skirt/hanger steak, pounded flat
pickled red onions (onions sliced thin and marinated in vinegar, sugar, salt for a few hours)
guac (1 avocado, 1 lime, one garlic clove, salt to taste)
cheddar or hirtenkase
lettuce in some form
diced tomato
garlic mayo
chopped cilantro
sliced scallions
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2 comments:
Fantastic, you need to make this again and invite me to eat it!
Johnny! Yes, when you gets back from the Eye-talia, you all up in this shit dawg! Or something.
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