Or maybe I should call it "faux Mexican food." It seems like lately, every family meal I make, every meal I have, I end up with something that's Mexican. Whether it's taking the skin off a pork belly to make tacos al chincharones or making mole verde, I am just drawn to how homey, how comforting the food is, especially when, with the addition of condiments like sour cream and lime, you can create a wonderful counterpoint of flavors and textures.

On Sunday mornings I usually end up making a salsa. As I go through the motions of setting up the line, I'll grill up some vegetables (one onion, three jalapenos, some tomatoes or tomatillios) and grab a bunch of cilantro, then head to the blender, usually adding just a bit of water, salt and maybe some seasoning with chipotle powder or some cider vinegar. It usually ends up being a bout a 9 pan's worth of salsa, but it makes for great meals the rest of the week or a nice special. Eggs benedict with a green chile hollandaise on top of bacon and masa cornbread? Yum.