I’m all excited about this recipe. Which seems silly, because it’s totally something Aunt Edna would have lugged to the barbecue in her giant green Tupperware bowl, setting it next to the quivering Jell-O fruit salad. Or maybe that’s why I’m so excited about it. It feels so perfectly retro.
I’m also excited about it because I love it. And peas have not always been my thing, so. Yay! Yay for peas!
If there’s one word I’ve always found synonymous with Mother’s Day (other than “love” of course), it’s “brunch.” It’s the perfect way to celebrate mom – arguably, brunch is the best type of meal pretty much ever anyway (aside from dessert). Plus, if you’re into mimosas, brunch gives you an excuse to drink way too early in the day.
I really wasn’t sure if I should call this “Tex-Mex” or “southwestern” or just “mac and cheese with black beans, corn, chilies, and a bit of a spicy twist with optional chicken if you want.” The first felt too generic, the last clearly too long and too, well, dumb … and so the middle-of-the-road it was: southwest mac and cheese.
Which is not to say this recipe is middle of the road. I think it’s … well, there’s really no place in the road to describe something as being better than middle of the road, is there? It’s better than middle of the road.
Where has skillet lasagna been all my life?
Oh. It’s been right there, all along? If only I’d opened my eyes? Well, I guess I have to admit that sounds about right. I spend my time being blissfully oblivious a little more often than I should.
But thankfully, I’m oblivious-no-more when it comes to skillet lasagna. Only blissful.
This is two of, like, the best foodstuffs in the world. Together. Nachos. Pizza. Nachos and pizza.
Yep. Pizza nachos. Where oh where have you been all my life, friend?!