In Which I Succumb to Taco Tuesday

When I first moved to DC, I had the pleasure of living with not one but two lovely women who came from families with eight children.  As a member of a modest two-child family, I was endlessly fascinated by their stories of growing up.  One story that entered our household lore and has stuck with me going on six years later is the tale of the day that Rachel, who was near the end of her large family train, called her house on a Tuesday and talked to her mom.  It came out that her mom, dad and brother, the only ones remaining at home, were having fish for dinner.  Indignantly, Rachel exclaimed, “But Mom, it’s Taco Tuesday!”  To which her mom replied something like, “You think that we still eat tacos every week now that it’s just the three of us?”  It seems that Taco Tuesday was more a product of pragmatism than a reflection of her mother’s love of Tex-Mex cuisine.

For me, the food growing up was considerably less regimented. Sure, there were some favorite family dishes, but the level of predictability was considerably less pronounced.  My mother would plan the week’s menu over the weekend, and each of us would have a say.  New dishes were welcomed, particularly if the person suggesting it was also willing to cook it.  After I flew the coop, I met a man whose tastes are as varied as mine, and together we embarked on many culinary adventures (think homemade gyros, doro wat, and pesto pizza). It seemed that Taco Tuesday, at least for me, was not to be.

But…I now find myself the parent of two kids two and under, one of whom eats every three hours around the clock, and the other who is disinclined to entertain himself for hours while I practice Advanced Menu Planning and Execution.  That’s right.  I have embraced not only Taco Tuesday, but Pasta Monday as well.  But, I promise you this, ESers:  There will never be a Turkey Surprise Thursday.  I hope.

Oh yes, a recipe…so, when I am feeling particular adventurous  and my mini-sous chef is willing, Taco Tuesday can become Enchilada Tuesday.  It’s not too much more work, but looks considerably more impressive.

Easy Tuesday Enchiladas

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Sweet Potato, Butterscotch, Bacon and Goat Cheese Quesadilla

Editor’s Note: Please welcome Renee from Attack of the Hungry Monster to the ES family. Renee is a self-taught home chef who loves coming up with new recipes — and she dreamed up the dish listed above and pictured below, so…yeah, she’s an ES-er.

I am so excited about being here I can hardly contain myself!  Endless Simmer is one of my favorite blogs.  I mean, come on, chocolate peanut butter bacon strips?  There’s no turning back now, people.

But let’s talk about my latest food fixation. The humble sweet potato.

Oh, it doesn’t look like much, but any fitness blog or magazine will tell you it is a nutritional powerhouse (which is like the coolest word ever invented). Nutrition aside, this baby is tasty.  It’s sweet and savory at the same time and that is my jam.

I’m also eating a lot of butterscotch chips these days. How good are those? So that led me to the obvious idea of combining the goodness of salty bacon with the richness of goat cheese, plus the sweetness of butterscotch and sweet potatoes (I’m kind of into weird food combinations…can  you tell?).

The butterscotch brings out the sugary side of the spuds, and the bacon and goat cheese play up the savory notes (think sweet potato pie with bacon and goat cheese). Basically, this quesadilla will blow your mind and tickle all corners of your taste buds.  Wait, do taste buds have corners?  I’m pretty sure they are round, so maybe not.  Metaphorical corners, then.

Sweet Potato, Butterscotch, Bacon & Goat Cheese Quesadilla

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