The other night, we had tuna noodle casserole. That's right: noodles, cream of mushroom soup, mixed vegetables, crunched up potato chip/cheddar cheese topping. THAT tuna noodle casserole. I'm not ashamed of it. The noodles were noodly, the chips were crunchy, it was amazeballs.
I was eating said deliciousness, reflecting on its goodness when I said to the husband, "I'm just going to start baking chips with cheese. Melty, yummy cheese and chips. That's my new food creation."
He looked at me and said, "You mean nachos?"
"Yes, actually. Nachos. I just invented nachos. I am a culinary genius. Suck it."
*upward hand motion