Chorizo & Potato Hand Pies

The second it reaches a palatable 50 degrees,

 I barter away my tights and boots for shorts and skirts and jelly shoes

and never look back. 

It may be 50 degrees with the overcast skies stashing the sun behind

big breaths of wind and rain, I care not. 

It counts. 

The warmer months are always an amazing time for me. 

I'm like a weird round-faced Swede butterfly wrapped in a metaphorical

cocoon all year until the ground defrosts and green things start happening again. 

It's had me taking the long way home, daydreaming of summer and all

that it's going to bring.

I've been enjoying morning walks- exploring my new neighborhood,

people watching, and letting excitement for the

 months to come tickle in my guts.

So here's to you, rusty mailboxes and uneven sidewalks. 

To the dog tied up outside the bake shop waiting for his human

and lady in the striped shirt hugging her warm baguette to her chest as she bikes away.

To the old brick appartments, the sultry smell of coffee and toast, 

the tiny gardens popping up between the streets, and the gentle rustling of a

neighborhood waking up. 

We have months of mornings together ahead of us. 

I can tell that we are going to be friends.

These chorizo & potato hand pies are perfect company on morning strolls.
They are neat little pouches of meat and vegetables that take kindly to being
wrapped in napkins and stuffed in pockets to be whisked away
on morning adventures. 

This is a play on the traditional pasty, 
which are pie doughs stuffed with meat, potatoes and onions.
This is precisely that, but with a little more spunk than ground beef and russets.
Instead of being a hunk of beige stuffed with beige, these
hand pies are full of flavor and color and all kinds of latina spunk, naturally. 

Enjoy, ladies and gentlemen

Until the next!