In this most feared and spookglorious month of the nacho year, Octchober, there are many terrifying harbingers of the foulest of nacho creations. In the farthest reaches of the Pacific Ocean lies a mysterious island where a brilliant Doctor Naceau slaves away crafting hybrids of beast and nachos. In a castle in Germany, Doctor Frankenacho is combining pieces of dead nachos together to spit in the eye of God and birth something wholly unnatural. In Arkham, Herbert West is probably injecting some serum into old nachos to make them fresh and crispy again. I couldn’t think of any puns for that one. Anyhow, it is from the infamous Deutsch Doktor that I took today’s inspiration.
The above picture is of a nacho creation so unholy that even the Devil would not eat it. After a fine meal a Moe’s Southwest Grill the missis and I had a few of our orders of nachos left over and sought some boxes to convey them home for a later meal. However, with only one to-go box at our disposal, our two orders needed to be combined into a single melange to come home, a melange that would make an Arrakian jealous. While Frankenacho needed lightning to make his creation come to life, all we needed was some queso to form the two separate orders into one. Does that make me a better doctor than a graduate from The University of Ingolstadt? Would it be delicious? Would it be a disaster? Only time and eating them later would tell.
As the late Herbert West could have told you, sometimes when you’re creating abominations they come out good, and sometimes they’re cannibalistic monsters who team up with the rest of the creatures you created and come back to slaughter you. Fortunately this combination of two nachos turned out alright, but as with anytime you’re playing God you won’t always end up with a winner. Rolling the dice or playing Russian Roulette is part of the fun of it, and what better month than this to put a scare into your tastebuds with an order of mystery nachos?