Nathan and Aaron went to an Easter egg hunt in my dad’s neighborhood this morning:
They enjoyed themselves, but at hunt-time it was about 35 degrees with a biting north wind. That’s heavy-duty cold for Easter weekend ’round these parts; it ought to be 60, anyway. So the hunt was quick, and lunch at Dad and Martha’s was leisurely.
I had planned to cut the front yard this afternoon and maybe wash a car, but any marginal interest I had in such was quashed at the hunt this morning. So instead I’m watching the Governator in an underrated gem, and having a Sam with an Easter egg and Tabasco habanero sauce.
Tabasco habanero sauce is good on everything but ice cream. It won’t blow the back of your head out like another favorite of mine, Blair’s Sudden Death Sauce, but it’s considerably hotter than regular Tabasco and quite flavorful. I especially like it for soups, eggs, and Mexican food.
Unfortunately, neither of our regular grocery stores had it more than the one time. So I went online to get some, and the way the shipping was set up, and the amount I wanted…blah blah blah…I had to get a gallon.
I think I’m set for a couple of years, anyway. Really, with this much on hand, I may try it as a marinade. Or maybe I’ll add vodka and a lime slice to a glass of it and serve it to the next person who asks for a “strong Bloody Mary” at my house.