Perhaps my final food porn from Tahoe:

Nachos: Daiya pepper jack, tomatoes, kalamata olives, green onions, pan fried onions and fresh jalapeños, tomatoes.

Two words: Strong lines.

Strong. Lines.

I made nachos the night my friend S was taken off of life support, a week and a half ago.

I couldn't say much about it then. I still have a hard time talking about it now.

We mostly new one another through cooking. Specifically, for me, cutting shittons upon shittons of vegetables, while chatting in the kitchen (or tent, shack, outdoor tables, or whatever.)

So it seems appropriate that my final food porn of Tahoe is very similar to what I made while thinking about S.

I don't use people's real names on this blog, but:

S: ¡Presente!