Hey y'all last night my friend Chico dropped by here at The Blues Hacienda. Dude ate my food, drank my beer, and even tried a little grabass on mrs. blues. She was having none of it though. But when the vato dropped into my favorite comfy chair and started flipping through the channels with the remote on the wide screen, that's when I drew a line in the proverbial sand. "Chingao pinche buey!" got his attention and he settled down after that and went to the kitchen for another plate full of salmon tacos I made. Pendejo.
The usual salmon cakes using some chile garlic sauce.
I broke up the cakes and slappedem' on a toasted corn tortilla with shredded cabbage and splooged on liberal amounts of a thai sweet chile mayo jacked up with more chile garlic sauce.
I was going to take a pic of Chico and his thumb ring eating his tacos but he didn't want to put it on. He was mumbling some voodoo sheeit about some dude named Sauron and the ring of power crap. Whatev's.
I ain't scared of no spooky sheeit.
After Chico ate half a dozen of these tacos I asked him how he liked them.
Here's what he had to say.
The usual salmon cakes using some chile garlic sauce.
I broke up the cakes and slappedem' on a toasted corn tortilla with shredded cabbage and splooged on liberal amounts of a thai sweet chile mayo jacked up with more chile garlic sauce.
I was going to take a pic of Chico and his thumb ring eating his tacos but he didn't want to put it on. He was mumbling some voodoo sheeit about some dude named Sauron and the ring of power crap. Whatev's.
I ain't scared of no spooky sheeit.
After Chico ate half a dozen of these tacos I asked him how he liked them.
Here's what he had to say.