Happy Monday Peeps! I love that word, “peeps!” In fact, I named my bird Peeps because I got him around Easter time 21 years ago. He’s the coolest! But only my fellow bird owners would truly understand that statement because birds have a personality, all of their own. Unfortunately, Peepers lives with my parents because let’s face it.. Tyson would eat him! Although.. Peeps’ bite might actually be worse than Tyson’s, so maybe keeping Peeps at my parent’s, is really for Tyson’s protection! Ha!
So, this weekend was awesome! For starters, the temperature was above 50! It felt mesmerized good to open the windows despite Tyson’s non stop barking at the kids playing baseball in the park. Let me back up.. My house backs up onto a park that includes two baseball fields. Both fields are active with little league and adult baseball teams. The view is beautiful in the spring and summer when the fields are all lit up, well into the night. Not to mention, the park and my home are separated by a well known river that glistens under the bright lights of the baseball fields. The second I hear the bat crack the ball, it reminds me of summer, and not just summer, but summers as a kid.. playing all sorts of fun sports, outside, until the street lights went on, and we had to go inside. The view from my home is spectacular, the down side is that Tyson barks non-stop at not just the kids playing ball, but all of the people who walk their dogs along a well known trail that happens to run through the park. The kids now bark back at Tyson which makes Tyson bark even more and leaves my screen covered in snout prints! What can I say people, this is life with a pit bull.. the cutest little clown, I ever laid eyes on.
Anyhow, yesterday was Palm Sunday which is a very big holiday in our family.. actually every holiday is kind of big in our family, but Palm Sunday is as big as Easter, if not bigger, and we had an awesome time. For starters it was my niece’s first Palm Sunday, and I got lots of one on one time with her, while was sister was mingling with family. The more time I spend with her, the more familiar I become to her, and the more we begin to form a bond. I just love her so much, my heart could explode every time I look at her. On a another note, she was looking at a ring I was wearing, and kind of mesmerized by it, and she kept trying to grab at it, and finally I said, this is going to be yours some day Miss Cali, along with all Zia’s jewelry, and everything else I have.. that was kind of strange moment for me.. I finally have an heir! And I couldn’t be more excited. I just want to give her the world.
Me and my Cali-Girl (aka the queen)..
Ok, so I’m way off the topic of deviled eggs, and I wanted to give you guys a little history on why I make some form of deviled eggs every year for Palm Sunday. For those of you who don’t know me, I spent decades hating eggs! I literally couldn’t stand the sight or smell of them. The smell alone made me gag, let alone the taste and texture. I have no idea why, but it was so bad, that when I lived at home with my parents, if they made eggs in the morning, and my bedroom door was open, I woke up sick to my stomach.. just trying to paint a true pic for you guys. So one year my mom asked me to make deviled eggs and handed me a recipe that was my grandmother’s. I despised being asked to do this, but my mother asked me out of sheer necessity. I begrudgingly made the eggs and tasked my father with tasting them because I was in no way, shape, or form, putting an egg yolk in my mouth. I could just about watch my father do it.
Long story short, the eggs were a hit, from what I was told.. The following year, my mother posted her Palm Sunday menu to the fridge, like she always does, and I saw “Tina Marie’s Deviled Eggs,” as an appetizer. I’m like, you’re kidding, right??!! I’d rather have a root canal than eat an egg and suddenly, the family dish now associated with me.. is deviled eggs??!! But once again, I made them, and before you know it, I was making them year after year, and finding some poor sucker to try all the various recipes I came up with. Every year, they were a hit!
Over the past couple of years, I began trying eggs in various forms because I feel, in order to be an excellent cook, chef, or recipe writer, you have to experience not only taste, but experience the impact certain foods have on your palette, and shockingly, I found that I did like eggs when they were made a certain way. This year, I decided to make smoked chipotle deviled eggs, and everyone went crazy for them, including me!
Smoked Chipotle Deviled Eggs
- a dozen eggs
- 2 strips of bacon, cooked crispy
- 2 jalapeno peppers, stems removed
- a handful of cilantro (1 tablespoon will be needed for mixture, the other for garnish)
- 1/2 cup Tessemae’s mayo
- 1 tablespoon Tessemae’s mustard
- 1 1/2 teaspoons Tessemae’s hot buffalo sauce
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1/2 teaspoon garlic powder
- 1/4 teaspoon cumin
- pinch of smoked paprika
- Place the eggs in a pot and cover them with water
- Bring to a hard boil for 12 minutes then transfer the eggs to a bowl filled with ice water
- Peel the eggs, slice them in half long ways, and scoop the yolks into a Vitamix or blender
- Place one jalapeno under the broiler on high until it begins to char and blister
- Place the bacon, charred jalapeno, 1 tablespoon of the cilantro, mayo, mustard, buffalo sauce, salt, garlic powder, and cumin in the Vitamix or blender, and puree
- Using a pastry bag or small spoon, place a dollop of the mixture in each egg
- Garnish some of the eggs with jalapeno slices, and sprinkle with cilantro and smoked paprika
*Transferring the eggs to an ice bath after boiling them, will allow the shells to peel easily without denting the egg.