Are you like me? Do you sometimes enjoy an order of nachos at a pub? And do you become disheartened, nay, morose, when the top layer, covered in cheese and jalapenos and salsa and guacamole and sour cream, is gone? So that you're left with a sad plate of dry, unadorned chips? Tonight I asked that my dry chips be re-cheesed. And somewhat shockingly, my request was granted. As God is my witness, I will never be cheese-hungry again.