Leftovers. I've been having a lot of this here and there on spaghetti and with polenta.
After feasting on these things originally they sit in there so forlornly and I pass on them because I'm in the mood for something else and because these are so ugly and I forget how delicious I made them originally and how tremendous they are together.
A bag of masa harina marketed for tamales, the same thing as this, contained disconcerting black dots. It reminded me of tiny insects. I think maybe they were. I threw out the bag.
Any ol' kind of cheese, not particularly great.
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