I understand those nights of just needing something out of the ordinary; often our dinner menu changes on the fly as I switched-up what was planned to satisfy that urge. WD and I called Steve from the kitchen and whispered our idea. He looked at me and said, "Corn?" "All things in moderation, right? It will make a big difference in the mood of the WDA."
"Change in plans," Steve announced to the other White Ones still keeping watch in the kitchen. "Tonight you will be dining on Nachos del Perro Blanco, compliments of the house management." The WDA looked confused but interested as Steve gathered their bowls and began to follow the recipe WD and I had concocted.
The recipe for Nachos of the White Dog, serves 1"
Cover the bottom of the bowl with broken tortilla chips (8 or so).
Add 1/2 cup of mackerel, rice and vegetable mixture (the Army's usual meal).
Spoon on a thin layer of refried black beans and top with a generous dollop of cheese sauce.
Garnish with chopped bell peppers and sliced olives.
Serve slightly warmed.
By the time Steve had finished all six bowls, the WDA was dancing and spinning in anticipation. The sit-wait as he placed their dishes, seemed almost cruel, and at his signal snouts (as the say) snorkled up the treat. No one complained, except for the fact that there was not seconds. (And the humans, slower eaters, would not share).