Wednesday, February 16, 2011

In which I finally plug Celine Dion

As an editorial intern, I once proclaimed to my boss that my favorite food texture was crunchy. Crunchy? He asked. Oh yes, I replied and began listing my favorite items. Pizza crust, fried chicken skin, potato chips. He listened to my list with a keen editorial ear and pronounced his correction with a smile, “Crispy. Those are all crispy.” I opened my mouth to argue, but no words would do. He was right, of course, I had described crispy items, nary a single crunch in the lineup. I had been edited. I'm sure you’ll all remember when Mark Twain said, “The difference between the right word and the almost right word is the difference between lightning and a lightning bug.”
Keep that in mind when I tell you that this tostada is perfectly crispy—I mean, flatbread crispy, with snappy edges that crackle with every bite. It is also five-ingredient, ten-minute easy. And tasty to boot!
Leftover tortillas, sharp cheddar, and meaty black beans are recycled from the man pie, while zesty tomatillo salsa verde provides fresh flavor.  The salsa really kills it—like Celine Dion singing the last chorus of “It’s All Coming Back to Me Now.”  Baby, baby, baby!

This is Alex thinking, “Wow, that’s zesty!”

Crispy zesty tostada
(Add chicken to beef it up. This “recipe” is more about the method than anything else.) 

Preheat oven to 400°.  Place tortilla on a baking sheet and top with about ¼ cup of cheddar cheese and ¼ cup of black beans.  Bake until tortilla is crisp, cheese is melted, and beans are hot—eight to ten minutes. Slice an avocado and toss it with salsa verde to coat. Top tostado with dressed avocado slices and drizzle with more salsa verde. Make as many as needed and serve hot.


  1. I wish your blog was Celine Dion themed. She's got a lot of hits, it probably wouldn't be that hard.

  2. You crunch, food crisps? Editorial explanation needed.

  3. Crispy is more subtle, Mom. Editorially speaking, the answer is nuance.

  4. I thoroughly enjoy Alex's face in that picture. And I'm of the opinion that you could have gone the duration of this blog without mention of Celine. You know, to each her own.

  5. Yum! Yes, Alex's face is clutch. No food for Mom.