Jimbo is my dad. And man oh man, do I LOVE my dad. Last year I gave my dad a tribute on his birthday... or around it, which he wasn't too excited about and told me that it made him seem crazy. Then I thought... "I totally nailed it then" because in a way my dad is crazy and that is what I love most about him. Normal is too boring. I love to tell Jimbo stories to my Young Women, they can not get enough.
I have a Christmas Salsa tradition, where I make a big batch of salsa and deliver it. I got my recipe from my dad, who started this tradition when I was real young. I have fond memories of squashing tomatoes and not so fond memories of pulling cilantro leaves. But we loved delivering it. This year for my dads birthday we bought all the ingredients and all helped make it.

Other presents from my mom

Why not use a knife to slice through that pesky tape?


Discovering the Salsa ingredients

Happy Boy

The crappiest part of the salsa is plucking all the cilantro leaves. Ben wears clothes because he "claims" to get an allergic reaction from the cilantro leaves.

We use lots of these #10 cans of tomatoes

This year my dad flavored the salsa, so this salsa is as close to perfection as it's going to get.

More ingredients and Kerr Jars

We make a lot! But it still never seems to be enough.

Lulu in training.

I did miss doing the salsa with Cody and Jessica... Just wasn't the same to not fight over who would get to squash and who would have to pluck.















































