Burrito Time
It is said that a broken clock is right twice a day. However, a clock that does not tell the time but instead just reads "BURRITO TIME" on its liquid crystal display would be right much more frequently.
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Today's dinner burrito was a mostly improvised creation inspired by the fact that there has been a few strips of bacon just sitting in my fridge for the past few days. They had to go. So, I decided to collect a group of base ingredients and then throw something together from that point onwards.
Oh wait. Beans. I need beans. To the fridge!
Shit. Where are the beans? They're in a container somewhere.
Not beans. Goulash.
Fake butter.
YES. BEANS. Okay. Now that we've got that, it's time to scramble some eggs. Fluffiness. Taste. Body. Eggs.
While this is going on, the beans are getting microwaved. Might as well chop up a few sprigs of cilantro...
and put it right in the beans. If I don't use it all in the burrito, I can use it with chips later. Fuck yeah. I guess I'll do the same thing with some onion.
Oh. Wait. Did I forget about the bacon? I did. Tonight's burrito involves bacon.
It's getting shoved in the oven until it gets crunchy. Meanwhile, let's attend to the other tasty things involved:
The Sauce
It's good stuff. It might not show up in every grocery store out there, but head to a Latino part of town and you should be able to pick some up.
-AND-
The Cheese
It might not be first choice for use in a burrito, but whatever. It's the only cheese left. We'll see what happens. Ah, yes - the bacon's done.
Time to steam tortillas. I like to throw the cheese in there with them, just for fun. Toss the beans on, add bacon...
then roll it and THROW IT ON THE GRIDDLE FOR SOME CRUNCH
Turn it over a few times, and there you have it. Smoky bacon, complimented by the saltiness of the cheese and the spice of the sauce, perked up by occasional interjections from the diced onion. Beans, cilantro, egg. A fantastic food.