Voila Nachos

18 March 2009 A Lovely Guest ,   Comments

Reaching out to people for “your city” nachos has bred some incredible and far out nachos. As seen in Nachos con Los Angeles (mentioned by LAist), we dove into the use of Middle-Eastern foods to make some delicious, though currently ficticious nachos. Today’s delightful post comes from Sarah of I didn’t pack for this. She found a way to force the French to make nachos. Robespierre would be proud.

With nachos on the brain and (increasingly) in my dreams, Lee asked me to do a post about nachos abroad. My first reaction was that I’d never eaten them in Paris. But then I started thinking about how Paris has all of the making for perfect nachos, except for one key ingredient: the tortilla chip. I can’t even remember eating potato chips in Paris. Maybe once in a little packaged box, more like individual servings of Pringle’s. And this was only on a picnic-the only time sandwiches and chips can make an appearance. But I certainly don’t remember seeing bags of chips laying around anywhere. Mostly for snack I would eat crepes or chocolate bars in baguettes while sipping cafes.

But as I mentioned, they do have some other key ingredients for nacho heaven: plenty of cheese and avocados. I could easily imagine some of those soft goat cheeses or blue cheeses warmed over nachos. My cousin used to fix up avocados plain for us to eat at lunch. Thinking back I wish I had mashed them up into some sort of guac . Food was never particularly spicy in France, but it sure was rich and flavorful. So if you’re looking for decadent nachos, head to France I say. You might need to bring your own nachos to dip, but it would be well worth it.



For even more nacho fun

Nachos in the Den(mark)
Nachos in the Den(mark)

by A Lovely Guest
Don’t Mess with Texas Nachos
Don’t Mess with Texas Nachos

by A Lovely Guest
The District of Nacholumbia
The District of Nacholumbia

by A Lovely Guest
Nachos con Los Angeles
Nachos con Los Angeles

by A Lovely Guest


  • lee
    I ate avocados like they're water. Can I come to Paris and destroy the crop?
blog comments powered by Disqus