Sometimes when times are hard, and there’s a census to complete there’s only one thing for it. Census nachos.
NB: this is mostly all substitute ingredients. No salsa. No jalapeños. No guacemole. No soured cream.
Tortilla chips. Cheese. Hot sauce. A National Census.
Quote from the eater: “I feel like I’m in America”
Unfortunately, because of the lack of vital ingredients this does not come close to being the Ultimate Nacho. It was, however, a good stop-gap.