Look, these nachos aren’t indulgent. They’re sort of sad. In fact, a better name for them is Sad Lenten Nachos, because that’s what they are: a poor excuse for the meaty, cheesy version you get to eat when you’re not remembering Jesus’ suffering.
That said, they’re quick, and they’re fairly substantive. So really, what’s not to love about them? Do you need a recipe? Fine, I’ll give you a recipe. But feel free to riff on them. Last Friday, for the Annunciation, I fried up some tilapia and also stuck on some spicy cilantro samosa sauce for lack of actual cilantro. Good deal.
And should the idea grow on you–I used to call them Deconstructed Fish Tacos, after all–you can even mix up a yogurt sauce with lime and cumin and maybe even a pinch of cayenne, too. Yum.
Sad Lenten Nachos
Believe it or not, entirely of my own creation
- Tortilla chips
- Refried beans
- Lime juice
- Any other toppings you can dream of
Create a base for the nachos by sticking some tortilla chips in a bowl. Top that with all the toppings you desire. There. You have yourself some Sad Lenten Nachos. Now go say the Prayer of St. Ephraim and do some prostrations, you heathen*.
*Please don’t read too seriously into this advice.