go against the grain, cook some chicken soft tacos with caramlized white onions, some spanish rice, and heat up some black or refried beans.

the best time of the year is when we have the infinity freezer. keep some coronas in the garage near the door, chicken on the back porch under a heavy pot, and grill it all up on the vermont castings defiant. fill your home with exactly the wrong smells for this time of year, in a spiteful, haut cuisine irony that pleases the taste buds, warms the gut, and gives you the satisfaction of the last laugh versus the ice and wind

edit: i mis-spelled haute. it's not my word, i was faking that i knew how to use it.

but while i am editing: heat your soft tacos up! put a tiny bit of char on them. they are 10x better tasting