Suzanne Somers just reported she is having sex 3 times a day, all before noon. We're doing something wrong people! Reading on, she's having it with her 84-year old husband who she has to inject with testosterone every Tuesday. So, you really gotta read the fine print. But good on her, she's making it work, literally.
this is a blog about the food in my life. what I eat, what I wanna eat, what I make, what I bake, what I wanna make and bake, ideas and recipes. it's also my thoughts on food or stories behind the meals. The lyric references are from my lifelong love of classic rock and funk and from working a hunnerd years in music retail.
Showing posts with label cheatin chilaquiles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cheatin chilaquiles. Show all posts
Thursday, March 11, 2021
Hey Baby, What'da You Know About If That's Real
I called these Cheatin' Chilaquiles because I didn't make the sauce but used the remainder of a good jarred variety but I did fry up my own seasoned chips. The last bits of sausage and ham went on the bottom with pepper jack cheese melted in and poached eggs on top. Also, you're supposed to soak the chips in the sauce, in the pan but since there wasn't a bounty left, and because I love a crispy chip, I did not do that. Cheatin' Chilaquiles.
Labels:
cheatin chilaquiles,
Dwight Yoakam,
Suzanne Somers
Sunday, December 9, 2012
It's Your Thing (Do What You Wanna Do)
I call these 'Cheatin Chilaquiles' because I didn't have a homemade salsa, so instead I just added two big tablespoons of Srirachi sauce to my eggs. I toasted up the cubed soft corn tortillas in a small amount of oil along with the onions and turkey bacon. I threw in some fresh spinach leaves for color before stirring in the seasoned whipped eggs.

Honestly, I think because I start with soft corn torts and try to get a little crisp on them instead of starting with chips and softening them in salsa, this may be a whole 'nuther dish entirely. But who's really keeping track? Plus I didn't add any cheese to the top. Sometimes the smokey taste of the toasted torts are enough.
P is not picky especially at breakfast. Listen, someone is making him a big hot plate of food that involves eggs and some kind of meat and vegetable. That's all he need to be concerned with. The rest is my business.
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breakfast,
cheatin chilaquiles,
Isley Brothers
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