Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Hipster Pie
I have seen more Hipsters in my neighborhood in the last week than in the four years I have lived at this house. I guess it means nothing but good things for property appreciation. In honor of knit skull cap before me at the ATM, mister blonde and black stripes waiting behind me at the ATM and chunky skateboard girl rolling down the block I dub my dinner Hipster Pie.
Hipster Pie
Pile some gallo pinto in the center of a pasta bowl or your vessel of choice. For my gallo pinto, I use pressure cooked black beans and short grain brown rice. On one edge of the pile, place some onions grilled with some sliced chilies, these beautiful wrinkly mild chilies I got at the farmers market work well grilled as well as in salads. Next to that I dress with the closest I've come to yellow mole. Around the rest of the circumference of the bowl, shredded lettuce.
Step away from the Tamale Lady, Missionites; hold onto your Buddy Holly glasses because the half assed homemaker is here, chase your PBR with something so ironically titled, it will blow your John Deere cap right off your head.
Hipster Pie
Pile some gallo pinto in the center of a pasta bowl or your vessel of choice. For my gallo pinto, I use pressure cooked black beans and short grain brown rice. On one edge of the pile, place some onions grilled with some sliced chilies, these beautiful wrinkly mild chilies I got at the farmers market work well grilled as well as in salads. Next to that I dress with the closest I've come to yellow mole. Around the rest of the circumference of the bowl, shredded lettuce.
Step away from the Tamale Lady, Missionites; hold onto your Buddy Holly glasses because the half assed homemaker is here, chase your PBR with something so ironically titled, it will blow your John Deere cap right off your head.
Labels: black beans, lettuce, mole, rice
