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I'm a failure as a blogger.

I've been looking around at other food blogs and mine sports none of the features I've noticed: pretty pictures, expert opinions, regular updates *cough*. But I'm learning, and hope to make improvements.

So, baby steps. Updating.

The name of the blog comes from an imaginary cantina/catering service I named after my cat Pookie. He was an enormous orange tabby who would whore himself for tuna. Food (and petting) was his object in life, and I invented a cafe that would embody his love of pleasure. The menu would feature big, bold flavors--lots of chiles, spices. I love global cuisine, and I'd hope to convince others to love it, too. Of course, I have too little food service experience to put it into practice, but it was a nice fantasy. And I keep the idea alive here.

SOME SPICY TACO!

I'm still coughing, and one nostril is burning: I made tacos tonight with some of my home-grown Habaneros in the mix. My plant (yes, singular) produced one of the best crops I've ever had, and I just harvested the last of them last week--you know, third week of November? The weather must have been just perfect, and stayed that way. I can hardly wait until spring so I can try again, this time with a dozen plants. Then I'll have my famous sambal oolek up to my eyeballs. I'll be loving every minute of it.