Cinco de Mayo 2021, or more importantly, nine years of Nachonomics. Some might say that non-stop nachos for 3,285 days is not only too many nachos, but also too many days. Others would not. Can you guess what camp we fall into?
As hard as it tried, Covid didn’t kill us, yet. Cholesterol hasn’t killed us, so far. A witch once prophesied that we’d die from choking on an extra crunchy chip, but there’s still time for that I suppose. When a witch makes a nacho prophecy about your death, you better get your affairs in order.
So new year, new you, new nachos. I hope you’re ready.