I once read somewhere that everyone should be able to make three dishes really well. It doesn’t have to be Michelin Three Star – floating on dry ice type of shit, but three solid plates that you’re damn confident would impress a new love, friends, colleagues, or the Queen herself if you needed to. Whether it be stir fry, pancakes, or the world’s best bloody Frito Pie, as long as it’s your best, go for it.
Imagine the Queen eating a Frito Pie.
I bet she’d give Frito pie a right go.