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This. Needs. To be in my possession. Like right now.
(via dirtyatmosphere)
I had a huge pile of bacon with two pancakes for breakfast…
…with a side dish of honey dew melon and grapes. So not ENTIRELY unhealthy, I guess.
Me gusta. :)
Probably my favorite tortilla chips of all time? And only $2 at Walmart. Here’s how I make nachos.
- What I like to do is put these in an 8x8 metal baking pan, breaking some up so they aren’t all huge triangles Preheat oven to around 350 degrees. I’m not too picky though. Just make sure it is hot.
- Make a decent pile of shredded cheese over the chip-filled pan. I use soft cheddar. Using your hands, fold the cheese into the chips, making sure there is some cheese in between chips and still on top of some. You want cheese to touch every single chip, if possible.
- Put it in the oven and bake for about 5 minutes. The longer you do, the cheese will melt more, but then start to crisp up and golden.
- I take mine out when I see the cheese no longer has its shredded form but has totally goo-ified, if that makes sense. Try not to let it cool for too long, because you want to break it apart without yanking cheese off another chip, which happens if you let it cool for too long.
- Voila, you have amazingly easy and tasty nachos. Feel free to top it with bacon bits, refried beans, or chili for an extra kick.
I know it’s common to have a holiday ham… but I hate ham.
I went to three parties; they all had ham. Isn’t anyone sick of it by now?
I don’t know why I hate ham. For some reason, just the smell makes me feel sick to my stomach. Oddly enough, I like spam— sliced thin and fried up in a pan, cooked until it is crisp like bacon. And mmm, I absolutely love bacon.
So why the heck do I hate ham?
I always give it a shot, too. Like, oh maybe I’ll like it this time. -eats ham- Nope. Now I want to puke.
So glad my mom brought home leftover roast beef from my uncle’s house. The one Christmas I can’t go to his place is of course the one Christmas he doesn’t make ham.
/end rant
Anyone else like this?
This. Must. Happen.Must make.
