I had the opportunity of a life time to work at a wonderful culinary gastronomique destination outside the wonderful city of Curico in Chile.
A guy at work made the comment that he really enjoyed working with me and what a nice guy I was despite how much shit my coworkers talk about me.
As I was scrolling though Facebook I realized two things happened. First, I got angry and sad. Which I think most people do. Second, I signed out and took a well needed break.
OK, The Mexican Omelette was pretty cool. We all loved it. I’m sure you’ve been making it like crazy and your family is hooked. Well, you ain’t seen nothing yet. And yes, I’m well aware the Ziploc Omelette looks like its got a mouth. See, it’s fun too!!
What asshole decides to turn the oven on and work with chocolate during a heat wave? This guy right here.
We have become a world of consumption. Marketing and advertising have become game changers. No longer do we buy what we need. We buy what we’re told.
The Mexican Omelette. Half burrito, half omelette. For those, like myself, who can’t make a decision to save their souls.