In which there’s a recipe. Sort of.
After my last post, I went to the kitchen feeling poor and dejected. I knew I had corn tortillas, some cheese, and half a can of refried beans in the fridge. I figured I’d nuke the beans and have a taco or two. AGAIN.
Instead, I made enchiladas!
Not only was there half a can of refried beans in the fridge, but also milk and most of an 8 oz container of sour cream, and some grated Parmesan that was just about expired. I also had a can of fire-roasted chiles in a cupboard.
I nuked three tortillas to soften them, put in some beans and rolled them up. Then I covered them with a chile cream sauce and nuked them, finishing with some leftover salsa and a chopped green onion.
The sauce loosely follows the one in this recipe, but made use of what I had lying around, so it contained Parmesan and cumin instead of Swiss.
Not only was this totally delicious, but I have enough sauce leftover to pour over eggs on toast in the morning. Yum!


I for serial could eat a can of refried beanz in one sitting. Weird/gross?
Not at all! I like to heat ’em up in a little sauce pan and then stir in a bunch of cheez so it’s all, like, melty. zOMG so good. -m