Recipe #1: Tuna Salad

Let us discuss tuna salad. (Know that I hate when I am looking up recipes && have to go through one million words just to get to the bottom, && sadly, I don’t have the “skip to recipe button”.)

My manager at work && I talk about tuna salad a lot. Not because we are obsessed with tuna salad, we just: one, like to talk about food, two, enjoy a good tuna salad. However, our ideas of tuna salad differs, a lot. For her she uses tuna, Hellman’s mayonnaise, pepper, and pickle relish. For me?

Tuna Salad Ingredients – in my humble opinion.

Tuna, Mayonnaise (usually whatever jar I have that is almost empty), mustard, purple onion, dill relish, salt (not pictured), pepper && eggs.

The way I make it usually becomes a very high talked about subject. I’m not sure if it’s the eggs, mustard, or the fact that I don’t always use name brand mayonnaise.

We also get on the subject of goulash – which she said she has never had, && most tell me “you make it differently than I do”. That’s okay.

It’s okay if we don’t cook the same. It’s what makes food interesting. Seeing how one person differs from another, even if we are making the exact same dish. Tuna salad, for example, is one. Last Tuesday we got on the subject because I had wondered over to the bakery at work && got their tuna salad, which is tuna and mayonnaise. Which is fine. It gets me protein, and I like mayonnaise and tuna.

I can’t say why I fry my eggs.

One of the topics of discussion is the fact that I put egg in mine. Here’s the issue, I think I’ve discussed it before, but I don’t know where or why I got the idea to scramble my eggs. I will put butter in a skillet, drop the eggs in and scramble them before adding them into the tuna. The only thing that I can think of is that one day I was making myself tuna salad, too lazy to boil them, so I just scrambled them? Possibly. I do know that no one in my family has ever scrambled their eggs, they boil them – but they do say different people cook differently. Maybe this is just something I do?

Future-ex-boyfriend doesn’t complain. I just have to let it sit in the icebox for a bit because he doesn’t like hot tuna.

Tuna salad is coming together.

I did eight cans of tuna, eight eggs, 2/3 purple onion (yes, I refuse to call it red, it’s not red, it’s purple), eight tablespoons of dill relish (don’t do sweet), eight tablespoons of mayonnaise (which you can do more if you like it creamier). I normally top it off with pepper, but I made this batch for work (because they all said they’ve never eaten it like I make it, so I made it, && cooking for people makes me happy – which I need a little of lately) and one of my employees can’t eat pepper. I figure I’ll tell them to pepper it when they get some. I pulled future-ex-boyfriend some in his own bowl for tomorrow, which I peppered for him, && tasted – perfect!

Then just mix it really well.

&& for anyone curious, the bottle is Milo’s Zero Calorie Sweet Tea (yellow bottle). I approve that tea. Them && sriracha, if I ever became a popular blogger, they could sponsor me. (Please note, I’m chuckling while typing that.)

So, in conclusion, maybe I do make my tuna salad weird. But I have yet to really have a complaint. Only ones who complain are the ones who don’t like tuna, && I don’t know why they be eating it when they don’t like it. Ya’ know?

Hey! At least it doesn’t have raisins in it, right? Because that’s apparently a white person thing to do. Just add raisins to everything. && yes, I know that was a joke from Saturday Night Live that people took way too seriously.

Finished product.

1 Can Tuna
1 Tablespoon Mayonnaise
1 teapsoon mustard
Small Handful of diced PURPLE onion
1 Tablespoon DILL relish
1 Egg, I scramble, feel free to boil
Salt && Pepper to taste. I really LOVE pepper, so I probably use more than you will.

Mix all ingredients really well. Serve cold.

Do Dreams Come True?

I wonder how many people actually say their dreams did, in fact, come true. I have a dream. Other than finishing the book that I really need to finish but I’m too lazy to actually do it… I want to own && operate a food truck.

I have two loves in my life. Writing, of course, && cooking, which I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned a few times. I also do believe I said my dream job would be a food writer. Combine the best of both worlds. Travel all over the globe while trying different foods, cooked by different people and just write about it.

But I’m trying not to span too far into the atmosphere. But as I sit here and write this I find myself wondering is wanting to own, run && operate a food truck too far out the scope of reality for me? I get it. It takes money && a lot of it. I can save; I know how to do that. But lets say I did save the money, would I actually ever get to the point where I can do it before I die?

I think that’s half of my issue. A part of me is scared that I won’t see the part of my life where most people do find && achieve their dreams. Sometimes, it takes people into their 40’s & 50’s to actually get it. So I wonder – do I have that long to keep hoping that maybe I can get what I truly desire out of life.

Lately I haven’t felt well. I mean, I don’t feel like I’m knocking at deaths door, I just haven’t felt well. I have been sluggish, and still depressed. Angry, and annoyed. My medicine makes it where I don’t have an appetite so I’m not hungry half of the time. They’ve put me on insulin which I’m pretty sure is half of the depression. I thought I was moving forward, day by day, but I feel sometimes that them putting me on insulin is back tracking. But in reality, I’m pretty sure it’s not.

So that’s me. I’m scared, worried, and freaking out that I don’t have time to do what I want with my life. I want to leave a mark on the world. I want people in the future when I’m no longer here talking about something I achieved. Something I did. Something that makes people remember me. Will it be in the food world, writing world, or both worlds?

Do I think I’m going to write the next literary masterpiece? No, I don’t.
Do I think I’m going to open a food truck that eventually turns into a million dollar business that has restaurants in different countries? No, I do not.
I am realistic.
But at the same time, I don’t feel like I’m achieving anything && I know part of that is because I’m not trying to achieve anything.

I was talking about my food truck dream at work the other night && someone said it’ll never happen while the others either didn’t say anything or said food trucks make bank && if I apply myself I can achieve it. But… where do I apply myself at? I told Boyfriend that I’m working on it && my first step is that I ordered a credit card reader that goes into your phones charging port. It’s something silly and small, but at the same time I feel like I’m heading into the right direction.

What I need is a million people to give me one dollar. That’s it. Spare one dollar for me. If anyone is interested please let me know && I’ll set up the account. In the mean time, I’ll either keep thinking about my dreams, dreaming about my dreams, or trying to crawl out of this round of depression.

Either way, I seem to be doing something, right?