Wednesday, June 18, 2008


In honor of Kris' moving back home to the good ol US of A, last week we made us some Galaxy Nachos for the last time. Kris found this "recipe" in a "cookbook" by one of his favorite online persons; Chris Omstad, who draws daily cartoon about a retarded Otter. A cookbook was the obvious next step for his career:

"This is a cookbook for people who are fed up with glossy, high-quality efforts by professional chefs who aren't forced to shop at lousy chain grocery stores and cook everything in a ruined Teflon pan." Would you be shocked if I told you this was Kris' first cookbook? no? me neither. But it did provide us with a cool name for our otherwise uncool hobby of not wanting to cook and settling for some sort of Mexican food to go along with a bad action flick. Now it's "Galaxy Nacho night sponsored by Die Hard"!

Galaxy Nachos
  • Tortilla Chips
  • 1 pound of Ground Beef
  • 1 sachet of Taco Seasoning (or some sort of Mexican seasoning)
  • Monterrey Jack Cheese, shredded
  • 1 can of refried beans
  • Spring onions, chopped
  • 1 head of romaine lettuce, shredded
  • Jalapenos, sliced
  • Guacamole
  • Sour cream
  • Salsa
  • One bad action flick (try double features! Such as the totally awesome The Wicker Man Vs. The AWESOMER The Wicker Man)

Preheat oven your oven to HOT

Cook up your ground beef along with some of you spices. Layer your chips on a cookie sheet and bake them for a couple minutes- don't let them burn!

Layer some of the refried beans and cooked beef onto the chips and cover with cheese. Stick it in the oven until the cheese melts and it looks gooey and delicious.

We didn't have any spring onions, so we settled for chives.

Spoon on some guacamole, salsa and sour cream.

Top it all off with some shredded lettuce. These nachos should really only be eaten with a beer, directly from the pan, while sitting on the floor. I'm just saying...


  1. He's not retarded, he's 4.

    - K

  2. uh.. "hot"? how hot? 350? 250? 400?

  3. He's FIVE. Not retarded, not four, FIVE. Being five is like, his most significant character trait. GOD.


    you're all wrong. he's five, and retarded.

  5. I love how indignant Anon from 12 June is. Don't be a cock to strangers, dude. It just ain't the achewood way...

  6. Okay, so he's five, I mistyped. I still hold that the boy isn't retarded. Most kids are retarded, but that doesn't really mean that he's retarded.

    I suppose that makes sense right?