I like Fritos. I really like chili. But rip open a bag of Fritos, slap a big ladle of chili on those suckers, and throw some jalapeños, sour cream, and cheddar on top, and it's love. You may be able to imagine what happens to Fritos sitting under hot chili, but if you can't I don't want to spoil it for you.
Cowgirl in NYC is where to get it.
One complaint: I swear they took out some Fritos. They shouldn't.
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I'm oozing with jealousy over your eating (and cooking) habits.
So it is with a tinge of jealousy and a huge portion of wishing you were here, I'm sending you this:
http://www.jamesbeard.org/events/2006/01/013.shtml
which is what I'll be eating tonight.
A friend of ours works there and invited us. It promises to be incredible. I will fill you in on all the delectable details on the morrow!
Taste of Peru! Who's jealous now?
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