I tried out a recipe tonight that my younger sister, Susie, made up for black bean burgers. They tasted great! But remember how I said I wanted to be better about photographing food? Turns out black bean burgers are not the place to start. Also, if I’m going to use my phone instead of a real camera, I should learn to go landscape instead of portrait. Enjoy this very unappetizing photo of a very tasty meal:
It looks like this disgusting barley or wheat hot cereal Daddy made for breakfast years ago. I don’t know what it was but I still shudder at the thought of it.
Here’s her recipe, verbatim, if you want to give it a whirl. I served mine with a whole wheat bun, salsa verde, a slice of tomato and some lettuce.
Chipotle Black Bean Burgers
2 cans seasoned black beans, strained
1/2 red onion
1 garlic clove
Bread crumbs (enough until it is the right texture)
4 chipotle peppers in adobo sauce (found in a can)
2 tbsp cottage cheese
1 tsp Cayenne pepper
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 tsp black pepper
Blend in a food processor until smooth. Doesn’t need to be thick enough to make into patties, will be like a thick muffin batter. Plop onto a lightly oiled medium/hot skillet. I patted mine into a patty shape. Cook until brown on one side, then flip and cook a couple more minutes. I served it with a light mayo or sour cream (tried both at different times) mixed with Texas Pete, cayenne pepper, garlic powder, salt & pepper mix on a bun with a thin slice of cheddar and lettuce leaves.
It was gooooood! I know you’ll prob want to take out some of the stuff like salt and bread and cheddar but it is delicious like this so hopefully if you make those changes it’ll still be good!
Unrelated: Christian frequently teases me for my shorts collection. And by collection I mean the one pair of shorts I own and wear all.the.time. You may recall that they were my one piece of “skinny” clothing and I was thrilled to fit into them again.
So, to stop the teasing, (and because it’s almost my birthday and I’ll use any excuse to get myself a present) I stopped in Loft today to try to find a new pair or two. The shorts I currently own are size 14P so I took a few 14s and a 12 into the fitting room. I was ELATED to find that they all sagged in the butt and had room in the waist! I’m used to the butt sagging, I’m cursed with a hereditary disease called Noassatall, but the room in the waist is a refreshing change! I went back out onto the floor and brought an armload of size 10 shorts back to try on. Size 10! That’s practically single digits!
After a few slack-jawed dressing room selfies and two second opinions (thanks, Susie and Christian!) I walked out of the store with two pairs of SIZE 10 shorts (on clearance, no less!) If I could’ve leapt into the air, fist pumped, 80s movie freeze-frame style, I absolutely would have. What a victory!
that photo’s not poop, got me some new (smaller) britches