I don't think M was crazy but she was just enough out of her mind to make life a lot more fun. I feel that way a lot of the time myself. This dish is my homage to M's goop. I couldn't quite get a proper recipe together in my head this day but needed to make something interesting. I layered flour tortillas in a baking dish, filled the bottom with pinto beans, shredded chicken and my leftover tomatilla sauce. Then I topped with white cheddar, turkey sausage and grape tomatoes. Baked it for 1/2 an hour on 350 just like a good little midwesterner would.
M had fluctuating weight and dated guys with mustaches and sandy brown hair that probably looked handsome sitting at a bar with a cigarette in hand. She knew parapsychologists and gave me a copy of Dianetics that I read from cover to cover. Thank God nothing stuck! She also gave me Chariots of the Gods which blew my skinny little world. So that's where I came from...a spaceship! It all made sense!
M is back in the Fort and doing great, beautiful as ever. Always had the best legs. She had a son that's six foot five, probably the tallest Mexican on record. Anyway, I hope I have some of her appeal, her intrigue. I know this dish was pretty goop-like.
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