#680 Taco-Rama

When MT and I were in college, we loved having people over to our place. Lots of people, usually. One of our favorite dinner party themes was something we called Taco-rama. We supplied the meat, and everyone who came over had to bring a taco-related item, like shredded lettuce, cheese, tortillas, olives, etc. And they had to bring beer, too. We had some serious fiestas. I remember one Taco-Rama that started around 6 in the evening and wrapped up around 6 in the morning. Good times.

One time someone brought an enormous Tupperware container of sliced jalapenos. That was the time that I learned that jalapenos and I don't mix well. I am super-sensitive to jalapeno juice. I won't go into the intimate details, but let me assure you, that wherever jalapeno juice touches me, it burns. A lot.

Anyway,,,

Some time ago I introduced the concept of Taco-Rama at work, minus the beer. The company provides the meat, and everyone else brings the fixin's. We usually have the fiesta on or around the fifth of May - you know, Cinco de Mayo. Our annual fiesta is tomorrow.

A couple of years ago I volunteered to cook the meat. I made the mistake of cooking it at work. We don't really have pans big enough to accommodate the meat, so I was cooking meat all dang morning. Then there was the problem of what to do with the "meat juice" - the fat that you drain off the ground beef. We could hardly keep up with the meat juice. Gross.

Last year I decided to cook the meat at home and bring it to work in my crock pot. That worked out really well, so I did it again last year. I cooked about six and half pounds of meat. I hope it's enough. Last year I cooked around ten pounds and we had a lot left over. I think I'm good this year.

On a totally separate note, T and I were just rapping "Gold Digger" by Kanye West. We wee damn good on some parts. ;p