Some people eat cereal. Some people fancy it up and have glorious meals with lovely cocktails. Some people eat things that come from those weird neon drive thru establishments.
I love to cook… but when I’m alone (which is now more often than not) and I’m tired and I’m hungry, dirtying the kitchen for some lousy meal seems a little ridiculous.
So it’s a bit of veg and a bit of tofu… but really, it’s just a vehicle for this wonderful red sauce of fire. Sriracha and I have a love affair. And I’m sure there’s something horrible in this red bottle of glory, because Whole Foods doesn’t carry it… but I don’t care. This fiery magic ensures that something makes it into my belly each day. My mom is thankful.
p.s. The love runs deep. Look at this…