I’ve been a rut the past few days and haven’t really felt very inspired at all – I think maybe I’m already getting depressed about summer ending.
For me, dreading winter and cold weather is like getting prepared for an asshole family member that’s coming to stay for an extended visit – you basically prepare yourself to stay in your bedroom as much as possible. Winter needs to just go eff off.
But, the good news is that the rut didn’t last very long, because after catching up with a good friend on the phone a few days ago I was reminded of one of my favorite comfort foods – the Sloppy Joe. Do you like them? I think I always have – especially topped with diced white onion and cheddar cheese on very soft bread. It’s the best stuff-your-mouth-because-you’re-so-hungry-and-it’s-just-the-best-food. It’s not gourmet or expensive, it’s just really good food.
Ok, so, let me tell you a story about my husband. He’s a picky man – well…kinda, sorta. He definitely will not EVER eat any fruit that is remotely warm, he eats his burgers with only cheese and ketchup (sometimes mayo) and doesn’t understand the concept of candied bacon. That’s some bullshit, right?
So, shortly after he moved to Alabama and we were married, I asked him if he liked Sloppy Joes.
Me: “Hey, do you like Sloppy Joes?
Me: “Do you know what they are?”
Mark: “Of course I do – it’s slop on a bun.”
Me: “Ok, so, let me get this straight. You love burgers, beef, bread, etc., but you don’t like Sloppy Joes?”
Mark: “Lady (that’s his pet name for me), I love you dearly, but I know exactly what I like and don’t like when it comes to food.”
So, fast forward about a year or so. I just made dinner – and yes, I made Sloppy Joes, however I gave it another name for his sake, probably something like “I just wasn’t in the mood to make our burgers into shapes and you’ll like it” type thing.
Me: “Dinner’s ready; I hope you like it.”
Mark: “Lady, DAMN, these are SOOOO good, is there enough left for me to have another one?”
Me: “Oh… wait, what’s that? You mean you want another Sloppy Joe?”
Ok, fine, I may not have said that outloud. It’s very possible that I kept that moment to myself to just savor.
What I’m sharing with you today is a version of my Sloppy Joes that are possibly all turnt up<—I really don’t know what that even means. It may be on steroids. Or maybe it’s on crack, I’m really not sure.
All I know is this – they’re not your regular ass Sloppy Joes.
Here’s the breakdown – The beef is taco seasoned, hit with some hot sauce (just a little), there’s also some sharp white cheddar cheese (yep, all melted up in there) and put it in a slider bun dressed with salsa verde mayo. I topped them with caramelized onions, bell pepper, jalapenos and mango. The mango takes it to such a beautiful level. The sweetness balances the heat.
BTW – look how cute my little jars I filled with salsa verde mayo and hot sauce with itty bitty spoons are! (I kinda took the jars from an out of town trip – they’re individual tiny little ketchup jars). Ssshhh.
Meet your new Sloppy Joe.