I can say in all honesty that I had nothing to do with this. It’s my wife’s concoction and her go-to, fattiest, most indulgent and politically incorrect guilt food: Rotel mixed with Velveeta cheese.
Rotel is like salsa in a can–diced tomatoes and green chilies. Velveeta, as we all know, is a squared-off log of something that looks like cheese but really is made in a laboratory by Kraft. It contains “cheese culture” and “milk protein concentrate,” and other things like “sodium alginate.” Faux dairy though it may be, Velveeta has great melting properties. Just dump a few chunks with Rotel in a saucepan and very shortly you have something you can scoop up with tortilla chips.
The only problem is, you have to wear a paper bag over your head while you eat it. But my wife wants everyone to know, She doesn’t care what you think!
That’s a direct quote.
(The cocktails, by the way, is grapefruit-flavored Absolut vodka with pomegranate liqueur and pomegranate juice. Again, my wife’s choice.)
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