I did it, I am doing it you guys. I’m posting, again. I don’t even know if I would consider my last recipe a post, because it just involved pouring whiskey into a cup of your choosing, and to fill it to the rim. And I guess, I would hardly call this one a post as well because you literally just make a sandbox of salt and sugar and bury egg yolks and let them do their thing for however long you’d like (well I mean, at least 6 days).
Or you can be like me, totally forget that you have them sitting in your fridge (actually not forget, stare at them, and decide, newp, not today, I don’t feel like moving my limbs) and let them cure for 3 weeks. THREE WEEKS. This is terrible to admit, but I do the same thing with my leftovers that are clearly going to be uneaten. I’ll let them sit in their container for upwards of a month, maybe even two, until I can see a new creature growing and just toss the entire thing because God knows what beastly smell will be casted upon my nostrils once the lid is popped.
Abso-fahking-lutely. (pardon my french).
Anyways hope you are all surviving the mental health pandemic we are all trying to get through (on top of the physical pandemic) bc in my honest opinion I am pretty sure there is no drug strong enough to help this thing out.
*Grateful for Alcohol*
But here is a cure that we can all actually rely on these days. Simple & cheap, just like my dating life:
Why would you make them you ask? Because they’re absolutely delicious and packed with SO MUCH FLAVOR. Also they last in a sealed container in the fridge for at least 30 days (I mean, I like to push the limits on my insides sometimes and see how long I can use something until it destroys me, so there technically could be a longer shelf life). Also these suckers go a LONG way. Up your boring olive oil and bucatini game (recipe to come) and just grate one of these suckers right on top. Voila.