I didn’t even know of Carmen Rocha until I read her obit, but she was one of the most important women in my life. Without her, I would be starving in the gutter. You see, Carmen is responsible for bringing nachos to Los Angeles and into my heart (and gut)!
Carmen worked as a waitress at El Cholo Mexican restaurant for almost 40 years. For special customers, Carmen made them a recipe she learned in San Antonio. She would layer tortillas with shredded cheese and jalapenos, warming it in the oven. Soon, customers in the know started requesting Carmen’s dish. It was later put on the menu.
Carmen passed away in Los Angeles on October 9th. She was 77 and she was a beautiful gourmet saint.
Nachos are pure perfection. It’s one meal in one dish. Most of the time, you don’t even need a fork. You just shovel cheese covered chips into your mouthhole. When you’re done, you just throw that shit in the trash and wash it down with a giant margarita. Nachos are especially delicious when you’re either stoned or wasted.
If you don’t love nachos, then you need to pack your things into one suitcase and join the mole people in the mountains.
We must all honor Carmen’s memory tonight by devouring the biggest plate of nachos we can find.
Rest in peace, Carmen…. I’m sure heaven is just one big plate of nachos.