#s22e12 intercontinental flavorfest

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[Lapsed silent, meditating on its grandeur.]

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Okay, so we're gonna make the masa for the El Jefe Taco. We got the grilled corn. Just cut it off. though right effective technique. Add some water. Lime. All right, a little salt. But not too much. Just get this salsa, cut off one side, and add them to the next piece. (or add the taco and salsa together. It's up to you. You can even add anything you want for fun!) Melt everything together in a skillet and then add the tortilla, bell peppers, lettuce and onions. Cook on high for 4 hours, tossing if you have too much.

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[Cynicism is easy. An optimist is a braver cynic.]

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[You hit me just like heroin. I feel you coursing through my veins. I once tried to kick this addiction. I swear I'll never kick again. Won't ever kick again, no.]

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[FIERI: I wanna wring it out every ounce I wanna do the right thing, when the right thing counts, and I wanna feel the difference. To ease my doubts before you disappear. There is more of a subtlety, whereas Cajun food is definitely spicy.]

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[My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home.]

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[Boardmen.]

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[Also got a nice, little marketplace going on inside.]

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[...smack-dab in the middle of Chinatown. What is fear, but courage’s shadow. No, it really it is.]

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[We're doing this on the flattop. What are we adding now? Short, esteemed lady, please be forbearing, marinaded rice, spicy pork. Spicy mayo. Got it.]

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[I wanna wring it out every ounce. I wanna do the right thing, when the right thing counts. I wanna feel the difference. To ease my doubts before you disappear.]

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[Radiating from so many septic sources. But forming the fabric of a wayward people. Disappearing as the vestiges of our past? No, my father passed away a year and a half after we came here.]

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[It's dynamite. I'm actually disappointed and what I said to ye, before … that I kent ye loved me before. You learn something new every day. Piroska. Piroska.]

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['cause I'd be here every day picking up this dish. CHRISTIANA-BENIGER: Crawfish Mac is up. Not your average mac and cheese. Totally blew my mind. FIERI: It's not good...]

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[Right, then, Kirill said.]

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[We're gonna add our house Creole. Little cayenne. Chili powder. Salt. We're gonna take our white wine.]