It’s the absolute worst time of day if you haven’t had time for a snack mid morning, or lacked the foresight necessary to pack one. I lacked the foresight.
I’m not sure what Mike’s excuse was.
It was clear that for either of us to be good parents, sustenance was necessary. Mike, lying starving on the floor, enlisted help.
She made a pretty good effort, but she’s only a little girl.
Summoning what little strength he had in his poor, malnourished muscles, he did his best to pull himself along.
He almost made it, but sadly, salvation lay just out of reach.
Good grief. Clearly this was up to me.
This was no ordinary hunger. This needed real, heavy, hearty food. I thought long and hard about what various leftovers or sandwich materials we might have on hand but all I could think about was nachos.
But wait! I don’t want fake cheese today! I’m tired of fake cheese! I need nutrients! I need protein! I need to make my own damn nacho sauce!
So I did.
Black Bean Queso
1 cup cooked black beans
1/2 cup diced tomatoes (I used canned)
1/2 cup nutritional yeast
2 tsp soy sauce
1/2 tsp garlic powder
2 tsp chilli powder, more if you want more kick
1/4 tsp cayenne
1/4 cup of water
dash or two of hot sauce
Throw the ingredients in a blender and pulse until smooth. Pour the sauce into a pan.
Ok, so it’s black. I sincerely hope that’s not a problem for you because it’s delicious and will taste delightfully “cheese”-y. Heat the sauce through, adjust spices as necessary:
and keep warm on low while you prepare your nachos.
Nachos can be as complex or as simple as you like. I could see the sauce being a good dip at parties, or as a snack, but as I said, this was an EXTREME hunger. So I started with a serving of chips (just because I’m hungry doesn’t mean the whole bag is up for grabs. Unless I say so. But today I didn’t say so.):
Added an ample amount of spinach:
Added my delicious queso sauce:
Threw on some grated carrots. (Sweet potato would have also been delicious.)
My favorite Salsa:
And my favorite fruit:
For fun, see if you can match the other plates to the other members of my household!
I placed our plates on the table, and within instants they were massacred. It’s amazing someone didn’t lose a finger.
But don’t worry. I took one last picture before destroying them.
@#%$ you, 12:15 PM!