Nope, you’re not crazy and neither am I and neither is the internet…this time. You have already seen this post, sort of. This is the same salsa that appears in Savory Baked Salsa Cheesecake. It needed it’s own page, so I built one for it here. I’m a builder. I married Bob. Bob the Builder.
Not really. I married John. He’s a computer guy. He’s smart. He can code all sorts of wondrous things, but not blogs. 🙁 That’s okay because he can do many, many other things. He thinks I’m funny and laughs at my jokes. It takes a good man to be married to me and still be able to laugh at my jokes. A good, good man.
So, that’s why this salsa gets its own page–because I’m a builder and John laughs at my jokes. And eats my homemade salsa. He eats pretty much everything I make, except for some fish I made during our second year of marriage. Yep. He still talks about that one. Memorable. It wasn’t my fault. Really. It would have been rockin’, though, if it had had some of this salsa to go on it. We could have made fish tacos and put this salsa on them and instead of that meal being a hiss and a byword for the past 30 years, it would have been a glorious, fantastical memory. All we needed was this salsa.
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