Last year when I first went to Mexico, I got a little excited about all the flavors of Tang, and I bought Peter a bag of tamarind-flavor Tang. It's been sitting untouched for a year, but finally got its chance to shine:
Tag: tamarind
You can’t take it with you
By contrast with DiFara's, a much more sociable meal occurred last week--and by "sociable," I mean there was lots of booze involved. Peter and I finally went to Spice Market.
Condimental
How can I come back from Mexico, to what is basically an empty fridge, and still have a hard time tossing something on the top shelf?