Good morning!
Yesterday there was a taco stand at the Farmers' Market, so I tried some of their fare: a grilled pasilla chile stuffed with carne asada and cheese, and topped with guacamole; and a taco - I've already forgotten, but I think it also contained carne asada as well as onions and cole slaw. It was pretty good, but messy. I'm not sure how I was supposed to eat that chile, but I tried a spoon and fork, and after a bite or two of the chile itself abandoned the effort. The stuffing was good. I'm not sure why I didn't get a picture of the stand itself. Maybe next week. The fare isn't as good as I've gotten at the other taqueria I've written about, but I like the idea of supporting the farmers' market, too.
Last night we indulged in an old favorite for the first time this trip. He has a strong preference for Prego's Spaghetti Sauce with Italian Sausage and Garlic. When he makes it, he just boils the noodles and microwaves the entire jar of sauce. I can't leave things that simple, of course. I cooked a pound of hot Italian sausage with some chopped onion, then added the jarred sauce and a bit of wine that I used to rinse the sauce jar. We don't have spaghetti noodles, as such, so I used linguini rather than capellini.
Grated parmesan went on it at the table. The bread is sliced from my latest loaf.
The sun continues to put on a good morning and evening show.
