So - Salsa!!!
Did you think dancing? Ha Ha Ha. Part of our wedding agreement 35 years ago involved a no dance policy. Well, maybe one slow dance.... (yes, I like that) But there is no choreography involved.
Salsa in the Faries house means sauce for Tex-Mex. Oh yeah! And my sweetie Ray is awesome. He spent an afternoon with daughter-in-law, Maria, and they created some kick-ass Salsa!
Ray said as they cooked it, the aroma was compelling. He tasted and it smoldered.
16 jars later....we have 8 pieces of precious concoction.
Anyone care to join us for fajitas? or chips and salsa on the patio?
C'mon! Hey, even with one arm working, I can dip!
I would eat that!
ReplyDeleteWe have a no dance policy as well...
C’mon to TX. We’ll enjoy salsa to eat and music to listen to. Toe tapping optional!
DeleteHi Joanne - you'd better include me in that policy ... but I'll enjoy the Salsa - you've been very fortunate with the Ray man ... long long may it go on- salsa breath and all! ... Even with one arm working - hope it doesn't reach over here to jovially whack me ... so glad it's improving - and yes I'll join you ... long long way to swim though! Cheers H xo
ReplyDeleteHa! You are welcome anytime
DeleteWow. That's quite a stock. Super hot with jalapeno? If so, I'll pass, while I do some salsa dancing as you enjoy the yummy goods.
ReplyDeleteActually a kick but not crazy. I am still gringo mouth Yankee in TX. I think you’d like the flavor
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