

Tonight I had a churchy meeting here at Retro House. We ate an entire bag of El Azteca chips and salsa as we discussed churchy stuff. The meeting was over two hours, the chips and salsa were salvation. I've blogged about it before (see photo above) but there is magic in those crispy flakes of corn and tomato sauce of sweet fire.
Don't believe me?
You've got to believe Rookie.

Here is a hint: chunks of real pie crust.
Are you running?
*photo from here
