Being in need of some fresh food, I set out on an expedition this morning, only to watch both the 210 and 211 buses whiz down Fremont Boulevard just minutes before I arrived at the stop. Being unwilling to wait half an hour in the hot sun, I popped into the local Mexican grocery to see what they had. I have come away with an onion, some tomatoes and a packet of chorizo.
Mexican chorizo is not much like the sausage that you get in Europe. Although it comes in sausage-shaped packet, it is much more like mince in consistency. You certainly can’t slice it. So I shall treat it like mince and concoct something spicy and glorious. I have rice, refried beans and sweetcorn in the store cupboard. I think that will do for dinner.
And I’ll make another attempt to go in search of fresh olives and orange juice tomorrow.