My house smells like tacos.
Saturday I made Malia’s most excellent Black Bean Soup. I became distracted during the process and my youngest weaseled into the spice cabinet. Yes, I was probably reading blogs, that’s not the point. Long story short he opened the cumin and spread it gleefully around before I saw what he was up to.
Like the genius I can be, I quickly vacuumed up the mess.
I’ve emptied it twice, but each time* I turn it on, the house is perfumed with Tex-Mexy potpourri.
*with two dogs and two boys I turn it on a lot.
