FIESTA!!!

It's 'sconsin.  It's February.  It's colder than mother fucking shit.  To me that means only one thing...  FIESTA!!!

Tomorrow, Sea Squirt and I are hosting an impromptu, short notice get together.  A couple of phone calls have been made.  A couple of people have taken the challenge.  We love that.  It's time to get way too many people in the kitchen than it can possibly handle safely and get that sucker rocking.  Nothing is more fun than too many buns in the kitchen with a bunch of knives and bowls.  And an assortment of strange single use appliances.

The stereo will be blaring.  All four burners will be going.  The oven will be on.  Knives will be going in all directions.  Tequila will be flowing like Niagara Falls.  There will be dancing.  There will be singing.  And there better be some cussing.  If not, well, then I'm gonna be very disappointed.

It is February in 'sconsin.  It is time for four bean chili, corn bread, Buffalo chicken thighs (screw that wing thing!!!  It's really just a waste of time in my opinion.), chorizo stuffed portobellos,  a salad of unusual size and a couple of bottles of Sauza.  Yeah, winter sucks.  You just gotta do what you gotta do...

We are a hearty breed here.  Strange but very hearty.  We gather together.  We eat.  We drink.  We party.  And we tell wondrously off color jokes.

Can life possibly get any better than that???