Sometimes, it’s a sad, sad day living in Central New Jersey. Why? NO CHEVY’s for MILES. NOT ONE. The last time I ate at a Chevy’s was in Orlando, Florida. What’s so special about Chevy’s? Aside from their BOSS steak taco salad and chicken flautas, Chevy’s has the absolute best salsa I’ve ever tasted. I’m not sure if it’s the smokey spice or how deliciously cold it’s served, but at the end of the day it’s FREAKING DELICIOUS. When I came across this recipe I actually squealed with happiness. Read on for the recipe!
¡Buenos Días! I went to my local farmer’s market last night to pick up a few things and was quite ashamed that I didn’t immediately respond to the cashier in Spanish as she commented on the large size of the apples I was purchasing. I used to be able to think, write, and speak Spanish without a moment’s notice. Now, I’m lucky if I can mutter more than a phrase about how I am out of practice because I have no one to speak it to at home. Quite a crime, actually. In any case, I proceeded to listen to the Spanish station on my way home in the car to make up for my lack of practice. I struggled through the commercials and eventually gave up on my mental translation to call my boyfriend. Ah, such is life I suppose. So in honor of my severely lacking Spanish skills, I give you CARNE ASADA!