Daisy Duke didn’t have a pudgy belly. She probably didn’t eat nachos. I however DO eat nachos and then spent all of Halloween night sucking my gut in as best as I could.
None of this has anything to do with why I call them “Marry Me Nachos”, but writing this post made me remember that. I call them “Marry Me Nachos” because I had about two bites and promptly asked Brent to marry me.
He said no.
And then I cried.
Just kidding. I just ate about 4 plates full of nachos and called it a day. It’s hard to upset me when food is involved.
I’m going to put a bit of a disclaimer here before I post the “recipe”. Getting a recipe from Brent is a little difficult and all measurements are approximant since he doesn’t take the time to measure, and make notes like I have learned to do. But I love these nachos and want to share them with you even if there really isn’t anything super special about them. Or maybe there is? Let me know if you anyone proposes to you after eating them. This could get dangerous.
“Marry Me” Nachos
*Serves 4-6 people
Ingredients:
- 1 pound ground beef
- 1 taco seasoning packet
- tortilla chips
- diced jalapeños, small can undrained
- 1 cup bean dip, mixed with water
- 3 cups cheese cheddar and/or pepper jack
- 1 large tomato, diced
- ½ cup chopped onion or scallions
- 1 cup cheese on top
- 1 ¼ - 1 ½ cups of water
- ½ cup salsa






