Oh, the frittata: the kitchen sink of egg dishes, which was just what I needed last night as my motivation level was at about a 1.5 on the let’s get shit done scale. I am someone who can eat the same meal day in and day out for an embarrassingly long time. Which, coincidentally is handy I now have a blog to force me to expand my horizons, as otherwise you people would start to sense a pattern pretty quick. This week though, I was just so freaking bored of all my usual options – so bored in fact that I didn’t even have impetus to come up with something new and brilliant – resulting in me wandering aimlessly around Marczyk (a local market if you aren’t a Denver-ite) and making small talk with the butcher until inspiration struck. What is something that involves mindless cutting, sautéing, and baking that will result in sheer awesome: Chorizo Frittata. Continue reading →