GAH! Tonight was a riff on carnitas made with beef, it was beautiful, and I wanted to make my back from vacation post with it. But, NOOOO, I can't find my camera bag, this is not good. It means that most likely my camera bag is in Humboldt County and at the mercy of my nephews. If I thought my 5 year old nephew knew the meaning of mercy, I would not be worried. He does not, I am worried.
The beef was a marinated chuck roast slowly cooked in a dutch oven until pulling tender, there were fancy tortillas and fresh cut salsa, but, none of it matters now.