Home alone. A Sunday without P. Of course I was right onto everything forbidden. French fries, burgers with the bun, ....ketchup! And that was only for starters. I wasn't sure if I would make it out of the house or off the couch so I also ordered a loaded quesadilla, chips and salsa and large guacamole. I had four days but pretty much squandered three with nervous restlessness and self contempt. Only this one glorious period was I able to fully take advantage of the full solo casa experience, food wise anyway.
I turned the remaining fries into a chili cheese nacho fry fest. No photos were taken of my shameful formation but for a mental visual, the fries were put into a single layer into a low oven with some thick chili beans and lots of shredded mild cheddar, onions. And afterwards, topped with cool quac and pickled jalapenos. The potatoes got all crispy and were so happy with a dousing of Frank's hot sauce.
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