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omg this is retarted help me!!!
omg what other stores out there in the usa in louisianaish has friggin manual operated food destroyers.. blade goes up.. blade goes down repeat step one..
all i want is something that goes up and down and the veggies turn into cubes instead of a veggie juice.. small cubes.. maybe 1 1/16 all around.
im wanting to make homemade salsa.. tired of all the lame tomato paste in the jars..
chop up some tomato's ues the juice that comes with them ..
chop up some bananna peppers (fresh if you can get them)
1 jalahipino pepper .. 1 for ever 3 bananna peppers
half a big onion
add some garlic powder and salt to taste..
NOTE: the salt cuts the acid taste from the tomato's....
its reall good fresh.. ill never eat outta a jar again.. best part.. freeze the veggies to make more later when you run out..
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