Dear Friends Who Leave Me Voicemails,
I am sorry I never reply to you. Actually, I am sorry I never even check your messages but just delete them and call you back when I have time. I would like to say I have some good excuse, but I don't, other than I simply don't like checking my voice mail. Sorry.
Dear Other Drivers on the Road,
I am sorry for all the times I wished the CHP upon you when you ticked me off. I wouldn't like it if you did the same in return... oh wait, I am pretty sure you do do it in return. Oh well.
Dear Friends Who Invite Me Over,
I am sorry for all the times I brought lame, store bought food to potluck dinners. I know that you expect more from a woman with a food blog, but it's just so easy to hit up Safeway on the way over...
Dear Digestive Track,
I am sorry for all the times I fed you cheese or popcorn, knowing full well that it would make you miserable, and therefore make me miserable. I apologize for thinking more about the taste buds than I think about you.
Dear College Roommate,
I am sorry that I showed up to your wedding in the wrong colored bridesmaid's dress. You said 'blackberry' and I wrote down 'black', only to find out the day of your wedding that 'blackberry' was code for 'dark purple'. Oops. (And thank you for still being my friend, despite that.)
Dear Husband,
I am sorry for all the times I made you sit through The Bachelor with me. I know you have about 1,287,658 things you would rather be doing, but you power through so I can have someone to comment to. You are a trooper!
And, Meu Amor, while I am at at, I am sorry that I never feed you Brazilian food anymore. You have given up your country and your language and all the people you knew, and I don't want you to have to give up your food, as well. I hope this tomato salad can help put us back on the half-American-half-Brazilian track again. Besides, with fresh tomatoes, onions, cilantro, and lime juice it is delicious and there is no reason not to have this on our plate, regularly. Kind of like pico de gallo as a side dish... Yum.
Whew! It was good to get that all off my chest ;)
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| // Day 13 of Blog Every Day in May // |
BRAZILIAN TOMATO SALAD
SERVES 4 • PREP TIME: 5 MINUTES • TOTAL
TIME: 5 MINUTES
ingredients
- 3-4 large tomatoes, thinly sliced
- ½ onion, very
thinly sliced
- 2 tablespoons fresh cilantro, chopped
- juice from 1-2 limes or ½ lemon
- salt, to taste
directions
1. Mix tomatoes and onions together. Add cilantro and lime/lemon juice with salt. Enjoy!
COST: $3.14 COST PER SERVING
(4): $0.79
You are one step ahead of me on the voicemails by deleting. Mine literally just sit there... And the bridesmaid's dress?? Perfect apology.
ReplyDeleteYes, the bridesmaid's dress... sigh. Not my finest moment, for sure.
DeleteDoes anyone actually use voicemail anymore? All I know is my mailbox is full and it's full on purpose.
ReplyDeleteAnd that salad?! Mmmm. I'm drooling on my keyboard.
Maybe not. That makes me feel better :)
DeleteGirl.. I never even look at my voice mail..LOL.. I love this post!
ReplyDeleteGOOD! I thought I was this terrible friend, but it looks like I am quite normal. Or maybe we are all terrible friends ;)
DeleteI'm with you on the people who invite me over and husband watching the Bachelor. Fun!
ReplyDeleteGood thing these friends/husbands love us! ;)
DeleteOh Tiff... If I had a nickel for every unchecked voicemail, I could buy you several dozen flowers. Not black ones :)
ReplyDeleteYour salad looks quite yummilicious!
If only someone would pay us for that, right? hahaha :)
DeleteThank you!
I don't even know how to check voice mail and I don't want to know thanks! If I had to watch the Bachelor that much you would have to bribe me with something much better than a tomato salad, lady, it would need to include pudding at least. Admittedly it's nice with the lime. Enjoyed the honesty I trained as a chef many years ago and I love to talk about food, eating food, discussing food but these days cooking food not so much, nice to just eat and enjoy. In Brazil not much in the ready meal department, as your husband will tell you, lucky you married to a Brazilian.
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