taco with sekrit beans, revealed below
Ladies and gentlemen, you’re about to bear witness to history, one of the most stunning inventions in my culinary life in the last six months, at least. As with all great inventions, necessity was its mother; and what a hot mama she was…
Here in New York City, we were finally smacked with our first ninety-plus-degree day of the summer. Normally, this kind of climatic crap starts in late June, but, somehow, we got lucky. Probably, we were experiencing a side-effect of global warming roughly equivalent to the euphoria of a pleasant buzz before it takes a turn toward the dark side. When Portland, Oregon, where the summer is perfect all the time and there ain’t no weather they can’t love each other through, hit a hundred and seven the other week, a blindfolded visitor could have been forgiven for mistaking Brooklyn for San Francisco. But, as with all chance events that we’d like to think we deserved, our luck ran out.
