I know I know, I baked!
Ok, that’s kind of a lie. Gale baked and I basically threw ingredients at her and said, “I like this, put it in the bowl.” Fortunately, her innate baking skill was able to decipher and even guide my misguided pastry sense and form something that actually came out rather delicious.
I’ve been on a pickled chili kick ever since the American Sardine Bar and now that I have a jar of them, and an unlimited supply nearly across the street, I plan on using them a lot. The cilantro was hanging around because everyone has that in their fridge right? The cheddar was left over from our last potluck. The remaining ingredients were stragglers in the cabinet. Enjoy.