My annual party is this Saturday, two days from now. The apartment is crazy-clean thanks mostly to H. Tomorrow I gotta start cooking things.
Making a big batch of Aztec brownies. That’s regular milk chocolate brownies with a heap of bhut Jolokia powder, and a swirl of cream cheese for contrast. They’re awesome.
Also, two tres leches cakes. There will be two so one can be out while the other is in the fridge. People are coming by as early as 3pm, though the actual party doesn’t start until 7pm. That’s white cake soaked in three types of milk (in this case cream, sweetened condensed, and evaporated, though I might scrap one of those in favor of coconut. Not sure yet).
I’m also doing some flavorful refried beans in the crock pot. Those will have tortillas and chips to go with, in case people want bean burritos.
Then there will be a big thing of salsa with tons of fresh veg, and scoopy chips.
We always seem to have booze around here even though neither of us drinks really. There are a few hard lemonades around here, plus some Southern Comfort and wine and stuff.
Also, we’re NOT talking about Politics. At all. None. Zero.
Because it’s a party goddammit.