Justine’s Kitchen

Last night Justine made «Chorizo and Peppa’s» (insert Fall Riva dialect). She took the casing off of the Chorizo and they turned into a wet mush. I’d compare it to brick colored yogurt mixed with chunks of ground up tofu. When you picked it up out of the big pot with the ladle and dropped it back into the pile of mush it made a sound that is only comparable to that of a jail kitchen attendant slapping gruel onto an inmates plate.
After it was mixed with peppers, onions and rice I decided I’d put a little in my mouth because I didn’t want to insult her. The texture, as you’d predict, was disgusting. It tasted better then it looked but it wasn’t enough to keep me from dumping half of my bowl into the garbage.
There’s room for improvement here.