by Caitlin
Well! Hello dear readers! Welcome back! Yes, it is I, your favorite northerner here again to regale you with such controversial topics as A) delicious regional specialties and B) delicious regional specialties and C) cute parents and D) the hidden politics of geography!
So last week sure was fun, wasn't it? I DO DECLARE.
(AH DO DECLAYUH.)
I honestly had no idea that saying DC(ish) is the south would be so controversial.
I should probably clarify that I live in Virginia. While the DC metro area where I live may not specifically be the South (DC is its own special, weird little world after all), there is certainly plenty of South to go around in Virginia, particularly as you get away from the District. And in case any of you still have any doubts, perhaps you should know that Robert E. Lee's birthplace and hometown is in Virginia just a few miles from DC, and Richmond was the capital of the confederacy during the Civil War. So ... there's that. And also, there are Waffle Houses here which, as is common knowledge, officially makes it The South.
I did love hearing everyone weigh in with their tales of Chicken Fried Steak, and their Real Maple Syrup deprived childhoods (and ... present lives). Isn't it amazing to see what "normal" is, based soley on geography?
So! Now that we have all sufficiently rended our garments, let's move right along shall we?!
My birthday is next week. Last year, my husband threw me a birthday party. A Mexican Birthday Re-gifting party, to be precise. Everyone brought a gift they'd been given that was useless to them, and we did a yankee-swap style exchange. We also ate Mexican food, because it is delicious and we didn't want our guests to complain of false advertising in our evite.
Although speaking of false advertising, perhaps I should pre-emptively call it Mexican style, or Tex Mex, or MEXICAN FUSION, just in case it was NOT EXACTLY what they eat in Mexico. Now I'm nervous.
ODDLY, everyone forgot to take their re-gifts home with them, so we ended up with a delectable selection of knock-off crystal bowls, weird board games, perfume, and uh, adult books. Regardless, this is a party game/theme that I highly recommend, as everyone had a blast and lots of laughs. (If you or your friends don't have anything to re-gift, then I suggest hitting up yard sales for weird things. Believe it or not, that's where my friend found the adult books.)
I also recommend the food. My husband cooked most of it, and there was quite the spread: guacamole, black beans, salsa from one of my favorite restaurants, chips, tortillas, marinated grilled steak and portobellos, grilled peppers, jalapenos, and onions, and all the trimmings. (And PS, you should really try grilling your jalapenos sometime. Magical.) A dear friend of mine also made the night complete with some amazing margarita cupcakes. I think her secret ingredient for those was magic, but I will double check on that and get back to you.
All my pictures of the food table were poorly executed, which is what happens when you're trying to take pictures 3-4 margaritas into the night. So instead here's a photo of the tub of beer we set out, along with my awesome parrot bottle opener. (Photo credit: my alter-ego, Margarita Cait.)
One of the items on the menu was a bit of an experiment that was an instant hit. Zach (Oh look! Husband DOES have a name!) and I had been perusing a variety of overpriced organic foods at our local Whole Foods one night a few weeks before and happened by one of their sample tables. The guy manning the table was serving a watermelon pico de gallo he'd made, and it was incredible. We talked to him about the recipe, and it sounded an awful lot like my husband's recipe for pico de gallo, except that there were no tomatoes in it. Instead, all the tomatoes had been replaced with watermelon.
You heard me.
I understand that this may sound confusing. I understand that you might be thinking that the watermelon is mixed IN with the tomatoes. There must be SOME tomatoes in there, right? Nope. None. None at all.
Don't be scared. Fruit salsa is really nothing new, is it? And the reward you get from risking this wild and inventive move is an ridiculously delicious, refreshing, perfect summer treat.

So, to make this:
1) Find your favorite pico de gallo recipe, or make one up on your own. (Pico is easy: You just mix together diced tomatoes, cilantro, lime juice, salt, jalapeno, and maybe a little onion if you wish, until it tastes right.) (If you don't know what it's supposed to taste like then circle back to option A and find a recipe.)
2) Replace all the tomatoes in the recipe with finely chopped watermelon. All of them! I know! It sounds crazy! But you will thank me. Once you've made the first batch, eat it all in amazement, then make another batch to share with your friends and live the wonder all over again.
This is a great dish for the long hot holiday weekend. I've only had it scooped up with tortilla chips, but I bet it would be great in a fajita or over fish. It's cool and refreshing, familiar and likable, yet new. And it's a great conversation starter. ("But are you SURE there are NO tomatoes?)
Also, your friend with the pesky tomato allergy will love you.
I wish you and your family a very happy, fun, and safe Fourth of July. May it be filled with fireworks, fun, and a face-full of oozy smores crumbs.
What are your plans for this weekend? Have you ever done something as wild and crazy as fully replacing all the tomatoes in a pico recipe with something else?