mrs. blues is out of town this week on 'bidness. First she went to the big dry ditch aka Las Vegas for 3 days and then on to Hawaii and gets home on monday. Sucks to be me.
But not all the time.
Teh local Try-N-Save had some Texas Gulf shrimps on sale so I grabbed 'em. Dude I work for had this hot sauce on his shelf. Looks cheap. It is cheap. .79 cents cheap. Tastes like a liquored up whore on Saturday night. I dig to be digging it.
Peeled the shrimps and added a big tablespoon of minced garlic, then I took about half the bottle of hot sauce and tossed it at the shrimp. Miggs Style.
Can't have no shrimp tacos without some baja sauce. 1/4 C each of sour cream and mayo, zest of one lime, juice of two. Rocking!
Black Bettyfied in olive oil and goin' down slow.
Cowboy'd up them shrimps with a toasty corn tortilla off the comal, Brainiac fingered on some shredded cabbage and splooged it with the baja sauce. I got tone for days up in this mug y'all!
Just look at that finely manicured manly man hand! Peep the double koi pheesh bling. I make that sheeit look good!
The tacos kicked ass!
I'ma change my name to something really cool like Cleet Mongaire. You know, the french racing driver.