Nacho Patrol is forced to banish the White Horse Tavern to culinary Siberia for the crime it committed against nachos:
... Could it be? No, it couldn't possibly. Or could it?? They couldn't. They simply wouldn't! But they did. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, White Horse Tavern committed a sin so vile, so horrific, that it was heretofore unfathomable: AMERICAN CHEESE. ...
Via Allston City Limits.
She wants to be a Nacho Girl ...
Suzie reads about the Revere High nacho girl fight and is prompted to discuss a Boston subculture: girls who have a life goal to try the nachos at every Boston restaurant that serves nachos:
... [M]aybe we should create a list of rules from now on? Everyone must agree on the toppings on nachos before entering the restaurant. Always order the larger size. Only take one spoonful of salsa, one spoonful of guacamole, and one spoonful of sour cream. Don't eat all of the nachos that are smothered and cheese and leave the bare ones. Actually, I'm surprised more fights don't break out over nachos. ...
Angela marvels that boston.com saw fit to cover a nacho-fueled girl fight ("I mean, I understand everyone loves a good girl fight but seriously") and then recalls when she beat some girl's ass like a drum in high school:
... I felt legendary. Older girls approached me in the bathroom as we sneaked our afternoon smokes and congratulated me. Some told me they hated her, too, and she had it coming. I had attained supreme high school status… I now had hallway cred. Ah, I'm still, to this day, fascinated by the dynamics of high school stratification. ...
Only in Boston, Kids imagines the argument over the last of the nachos that surely led up to the punches:
... Girl #1: Oh my God...you're such a whiner...I can eat as much as I want and I, like, don't gain any weight. Daddy, like, just gave me a brand new Lexus...and I, like, just had awesome sex with the captain of the football team.
Girl #2: You fat heifer! That's, like, my boyfriend!
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