Usually it takes aeons for the stars to turn right and unspeakable horrors to stir, but now all it takes is two years and a lack of Tums before eating an order of nachos. Yes folks it is the biannual (in the “it occurs every two years” instead of the “it occurs twice a year” meaning) eldritch voyage to Providence, Rhode Island for NachoProviCon and all the nacho consumption and arcane occultism that goes with it. You may think that after all these years there is nary an establishment left in the Renaissance City with an uneaten order of nachos, but you would be wrong.Read More
The most tasty thing in the world, I think, are nachos. I live on a placid island of gustatory ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that I should voyage far, because all I need to eat is those. The culinary sciences, each straining in their own direction, have hitherto harmed me little; but some day the piecing together of delicious knowledge will open up such terrifyingly scrumptious vistas of food that I shall either get fat from eating it all or flee from the deadly light of a food that might be better than nachos into the peace and safety of never eating again. It’s NachoProviCon 2017!Read More
Yes ladies and gentlemen, once again the nachos are almost right and it's time for another nacho excursion of both Anayan and Lovecraftian proportions. You can join us here August 17th to the 20th for the most up to date examination of the eldritch state of Providence's nachos, the likes of which have not been seen since NachoProviCon 2013 and NachoProviCon 2015! Speaking of which, feel free to check out our previous coverage of NachoProviCon 2013 and NachoProviCon 2015 for nachos news outside of time and space.
Providence “The Beehive of Industry” Rhode Island is a city I have ventured to many a time in search of the finest nachos they have to offer, though almost exclusively under the guise of NACHOPROVICON, which in turn is a way to combine some work and pleasure while attending NECRONOMICON. It’s not every year that we can celebrate the holiday of NACHOPROVICON, because it’s not a holiday, and it doesn’t occur every year. Now, while this was not an officially sanctioned NACHOPROVICON, any time one goes to Providence with the purpose of sampling some nachos while indulging in some sort of H.P. Lovecraft event, they can become possessed by the spirit of NACHOPROVICON, which is almost as good. So on this, the 79th anniversary of HPL’s death, let’s take a little trip down to Providence.Read More
The day was gross and grey ass as a day could be. The kind of day only a fish man hybrid could love. It seemed to know that it was an end of an era, an era of man living off of not but nachos for three days, if what you can call the biological distress that my body was experiencing living that is. Perhaps there comes a time in a man's life when he gets into the golden years of the thirties where their body is no longer in the shape required to process a nonstop barrage of cheese, grease, salt, carbs, and all other sorts of delicious glop. Or maybe I just don't have what it takes anymore to and the weakness is in my stomach alone...Read More