Wild caught cod, pan fried in a small amount of olive oil with thyme and lemon pepper. Mateo’s salsa. Corn tortillas warmed to preference.
That’s all ya need. Fish tacos. Mmmmm. Breakfast of champions.
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You forgot the peppers to add zip.
Northern (pike) snitched from under a foot of ice, filleted, and laid on the cast iron nicely witb butter and herbed crumbs over the ashore fire…
Tonight because Aiden is hoofing bad breath at us, I cut down and drug in about 40 pepper plants from Bell and Coolapeno to Carolina Reaper. Making cuttings and harvesting. I’m finally to the CR’s. Wish me luck, those things are fatal (I went, no contacts, stuck up a clean green scrubbie to scratch my nose against, and am about to don the two layers of gloves and get the tongs. Not kidding. Wave one of those over your cod and it’d warm your hackles!)
I was a teenager once. We didn’t have pizzas or fish tacos back then. In my day, we had cow livers with melted cheese. And we were GLAD for it.
Nothing gives you the need for speed like Monster.
Though Rockstar is a good substitute.
Rockstar Supersour if you really want to get a kick.
Whether it is tacos, pizza or hamburgers free food lasts about as long as a fart in a tornado around teenage boys.
those two won’t do that again or say the word taco till they are sure they won’t get mowed down by the mob to get the tacos