As I’m sure I have mentioned on a hundred previous occasions “Buffalo” is possibly the greatest flavor that can be combined with nachos, especially via the medium of chicken. This is not to say that other edibles can’t be “buffaloed” (as in “made buffalo flavored” not as in “to confuse”), such as the tasty buffalo buffalo I have made before in my kitchen, but rarely are combinations like this seen in restaurants out in the wild though. Every once and awhile though you will come across something out of the ordinary that has been given the buffalo treatment, such as buffalo shrimp, and when faced with unicorns like these you simply must give them a try. Enter The Fix Burger Bar.

In my youth there was a short period of time when the great Weird Al had his own Saturday morning TV show, and it was on this show that there was a fake commercial for some frozen food company whose schtick was they combined to strange foods together into a meal. Meatloaf and blueberries, tunafish and cookies, pancakes and rubber bands, etc. At this last suggestion the mother in the commercial would go, “Pancakes and rubber bands!?!? You can’t have pancakes and rubber bands for breakfast!?!?” In some alternate reality one of the food items mentioned would have been nachos and scrambled eggs, but fortunately you can stay in this reality to experience that, assuming you go to the Brunch Cafe.

An easy gag to go to when you have a website named “Nachonomics” that reviews nachos is when you are talking about any other sort of consumable that you want to briefly mention is to throw in a, “But this isn’t X-onomics...” where X is the name of the consumable. Now that you know the secret, you’ll find it especially comical when I say today’s review is of the nachos at Lagunitas Brewing, but don’t expect me to really cover the beer because this is NACHOnomics, not BEERonomics! So what mysterious non-beer related nacho mysterious does this mysterious brewery hold?

You know me, when I’m not all about the nachos, I am all about the ponies. No, I’m no Bronie, I’m talking about the REAL ponies here: horses. And none of that fancy dancy Kentucky Derby, or Preakness Stakes, or the Belmont Stakes, no, I’m talking about Saratoga Springs, and Saratoga racing, which you may have heard about in a song from the 70’s. Yessir, I go and watch all those horses run around that track, running around… like horses… Ok, you’ve got me, I know nothing about horses or horse racing, other than what I just looked up on Wikipedia right now to write those previous sentences. Sure, I went to Saratoga Springs, but it wasn’t for horses, it was for nachos. Namely the nachos at Cantina.