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So more than a few occasions Jenny and I have been pleasantly awoken by the smell of chorizo. We'll get up and get all excited about the presence of questionable meat in our kitchen. Then we open the door to find that it is Adrianne making soyrizo. Thats right SOYRIZO. Thats soy that has been seasoned and formed to look like chorizo. YUCK! For the past month or so I have been craving chorizo and this has just been cruel and unusual treatment. So, Jenny and I finally got off of our lazy asses and went to Safeway where we bought some of our very own chorizo. This morning (or I guess it was actually afternoon) Jenny and I decided to have a chorizo party. At first we thought that we should rub it all over our bodies and dance naked in the streets but that could have gotten us arrested. So, instead we cooked it with some eggs and we made chorizo and egg tacos (only mine was really a burrito). For about an hour (both before and after eating the chorizo) I had a happy dance going. I'd actually like to call it a "i got chorizo" dance. Why is questionable meat from a nearly unknown origin so amazingly good.
(note: chorizo is made up of pig salivary glands, lymph nodes, tongue, cheeks and fat. basically its pig face. mmm pig face.)
(note: chorizo is made up of pig salivary glands, lymph nodes, tongue, cheeks and fat. basically its pig face. mmm pig face.)