They’re £5.10 and they’re for sharing. Unless you’re a Nacho Enthusiast, in which case, you order one for yourself and are dissappointed for the evening. Why?
NOT ENOUGH CHEESE.
For christ sake, why can’t they get down with the grater? Everything else checked the happy box. Enough tortilla chips? Yes. Enough salsa? A borderline yes. Enough soured cream? Yes. Was there guacamole present? WAS THERE EVER? (i.e. Yes)
NOT ENOUGH CHEESE
Not only was it clearly left to cool so the cheese became akin to a large flat candle languishing atop the chips, but it was an effing small candle. A tealight of cheese. The portion was also, and I insist once more that I’m not built like a large house, quite poor for a fiver. Considering I then bought a Green Goblin cider for roughly the same price. And that came with a sinewy and vaguely paedophilic green man thrusting his crotch at me.
VERDICT: 5/10 (average nacho)