She Folds Under Pressure
Hey, this is my 575th moderate epicurean post! Crazow! Who knew how much I’d be willing to write when I don’t have to? I’ll have to keep that in mind, if I ever go back to school, since I apparently just need to write about what I’m eating/cooking, and voila, assignment complete. I realize this speaks (potentially unflattering) volumes about my food-exhibitionist self, but there (here) it is…x 575. Wow.
Gosh, now I’m feeling a little pressure to post a landmark uber-yummy-healthy recipe. But…all I had for dinner was a couple of Ortega corn tostada shells topped with black bean spread and a bit of shredded Monterey Jack cheese, toasted until crisp-and-melty. Not one bit home-made or fresh, sorry. (Although I had some delicious locally grown blueberries for dessert – from my CSA veggie share – kapow the flavor!) OK then. A rather unimpressive and uninteresting, albeit tasty, 575th entry.
Pressure = fffffft.
Moderate it: I tend to use corn tostadas instead of tortilla chips – at 40 cals/each, you get a measured crunch without crazy cals – very good in tortilla soup and for taco-y, nacho-y type things. And yes, I’m still clearly craving Mexican food…