Monthly Archives: February 2014

Olas & Chanclas Churro Bites

I was home on Feb. 14 because my older girls didn’t have school due to President’s Day weekend and daycare was closed for my younger two. So I worked from home while my kids ran around the house, rode their Razors, made a pirate ship in the front yard and then waited eagerly as I strapped the 4-month-old baby to me in the Bjorn, threw the 21-month-old tornado into the stroller and shepherded them out the back gate and into town for a frozen yogurt treat.

My plan was to pick up filets at the local butcher and surprise the hubs with a yummy meal. Even though I hate Valentine’s Day, I still like to surprise him with something special (usually it’s just something sweet I’ve baked — never do I spend money on anything of no practical use and he knows I’ll punch him in the face if he strays from this agreement). However, I didn’t notice the guy behind the meat counter putting the Flinstone-esque double-cut filets into the butcher paper. So, basically, SEVENTY DOLLARS later, instead of just FIVE steaks I had TEN. I figured, well, we haven’t splurged in a while, and it couldn’t be much more than when we take the whole family out for pizza (I won’t break down the bill for you, just keep in mind that we walk to the restaurant and mommy and daddy enjoy a few libations). Although my children love to eat filet (because, frankly, who doesn’t?!), we were now going to be eating steak for who knows how many days straight. Lesson learned: Let the hubs buy the steak and stick to the sweet stuff. But I digress …

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Yup. Trailer. Trash. Tater. Tots. I’m not trying to insult anyone, I’m just stealing the name of a dish from The Shore (in San Clemente — I’d link to their page, but they don’t have one). They have Trailer Trash Fries (french fries, melted cheese, hot wing sauce [or Tabasco … can’t remember, it’s been a while!], pickled jalapenos, bacon and sour cream), which is my guilty pleasure (especially on a Sunday morning after staying up late drinking too much wine with the hubs). Well, today I was craving something greasy and cheesy (thanks, Aunt Flo! sorry, TMI), opened up the freezer and out popped the opened bag of tater tots with exactly just the right amount of taters for a single serving. I think I giggled with glee. Now, I didn’t take the time to fry up any bacon, and we prefer La Guacamaya over Tabasco, but I did have FRESH jalapenos and cilantro (both a staple in our fridge).

Yes. I. did. And I texted the hubs to gloat. Because this is what he missed out on:


Wipe the saliva off your chin and go turn your oven on to 450 so you can delight in this sinful little snack yourself!

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