This is a break from my usual blogging style, but I feel as though I need to come clean.
After sorting through some older e-mails this week, I noticed a comment I received from my wonderful friend Marie. She lives in Germany and I have always enjoyed our conversations and correspondence. I especially love that she reads this blog (Hi Marie!). Her comment was regarding “my” Magic Salsa. It was then that it struck me — that salsa wasn’t entirely mine. It also may not be magic. I am actually standing on the shoulders of one who so kindly bestowed culinary wisdom upon me many times (even at a late hour).
Mark Twain said that imitation is the most sincere form of flattery. So may I say to everyone — Leanne Boone makes the most delicious salsa I have ever tasted. The salsa I make only has legs because Leanne Boone taught it how to walk.* This experience leads to…
Life Lesson #14
Never steal a recipe from the wife of your boss unless you are prepared to 1) give proper credit, 2) quit your job and start a salsa company or 3) go one on one with her in an illegal cage-fight match in Berlin hosted by your German friend.
*In case you missed it, it was Leanne’s recipe — I just tweaked it.
Just because an old man is wearing dark sunglasses does not mean that he is blind. Therefore, it is not a good idea to try to hold that man’s hand and lead him across a parking lot.
It’s never a good idea to pick up a child and swing them over your head while laughing heartily — especially when you don’t know the kid and you are at Wal-Mart.