Thursday, March 25, 2004
About a month ago, K brought me a giant container of something she called "Taco Pie". The bottom was a thick layer of piecrust, covered with an inch-thick layer of browned ground beef and onions, smothered with half an inch of sour cream and Miracle Whip and topped with chopped tomatoes and shredded cheddar cheese. With sliced black olives on the side. I don't eat beef and mayonnaise of any sort disturbs me (it is EGG and OIL, which sounds to me like a homeopathic vomit-inducer), not to mention my long-held policy of avoiding meat-based dishes called "pie", "loaf", "special" or "surprise", but I agreed to try it. By "try it", I mean that I eventually went on to eat the entire container. By myself. In about two days' time.
I have been craving it ever since. It is a craving with an intensity one might expect of a woman pregnant with septuplet wolves.
Yesterday I found a Bisquick recipe for Impossible Taco Pie and figured, hey, why not triple the recipe and have THREE TIMES as much taco pie yumminess?! Three pounds of taco-seasoned ground turkey, nine eggs, a quart of milk and an hour later, I had 18 to 24 servings of something that wasn't even close to what I had expected. It was something like taco filling suspended in a soggy quiche. After dealing with Sophie's cold all day, wet, runny food was expressly unappealing. Just looking at it glistening on the plate caused my stomach considerable distress. And then - for reasons perhaps known only to him, or perhaps for absolutely no reason at all - Sean wiped Sophie's nose and stuffed the used tissue under my plate. As if I needed a physical representation of the association that was already in my mind.
Shrieking at one's spouse, it turns out, is a gag suppressant. Dinner was immediately declared officially over.
Despite that fiasco, the craving for Taco Pie - the RIGHT Taco Pie! - has reached a frightening pitch. Allura sent me her recipe, and at some point I will hit K up for the recipe she used. The secret, I think, is all in the crust. Oh, and in avoiding recipes that involve the word "impossible".
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