Cream of parsley soup (not the best I’ve had, will not be using that recipe again), BLT bites, chicken and faux chicken mini croissant sandwiches, turkey and faux turkey pesto roll-ups, scones (not pictured: Irish butter, clotted cream, and raspberry curd), lime curd roulade, and chocolate-dipped hazelnut meringues.
Voted “Greatest Game Ever” by That Guy at your game table, addicted to sugar and caffeine, who keeps incessantly quoting entire Animaniacs bits from memory.
I feel personally attacked by this.
I’ve made another book nook which is suitably book themed. I’ve got a post elsewhere getting into the technical aspects, but for now let’s just enjoy the libraryness of it all.
So, you’re a hungry, growing teenager. Your guardian is off doing hero stuff, and you’re stuck at home. You’re not allowed to bounce somewhere for food, and delivery in Gotham can be kind of iffy.
You’re craving tacos. Who knows when Huntress will get back.
So what do you do?
You make your own!
First, you fill a hard, blue corn taco shell with browned ground beef, cooked in taco sauce. Top that with some shredded Monterey Jack, shrettuce, diced tomato, salsa, guac, and sour cream.
Next, you grab a corn tortilla. Smear it with refried beans. Add some Mexican rice and shredded cheese blend.
THEN, you toss some chicken with mole, spread that over a flour tortilla. Liberally coat that with crushed Nacho Doritos. Dollop queso on top of that.
Ok. Assembly time!
The corn tortilla gets centered on the flour tortilla. The hard shell taco goes in the center of that.
Carefully pull the sides up, and enjoy! With lots of napkins.
Ridiculous?
I think you mean ridiculously good.
So here’s the thing about this taco. It’s absolutely absurd, right? Bombastic, overblown, a monument to excess. It’s the Tex-Mex equivalent of an 80s hair metal guitar solo.
