Kids, The worst "Mexican" style food I've had was an uninspired plate of nachos at a local place called Kristoffer's. It was just a mound of ordinary tortilla chips piled high on a plate, with a few ordinary toppings - the sliced canned jalapenos were the most exotic ingredient. The middle of the heap was nothing but chips. Believe it or not, the covering of cheese was actually worse than those miserable stadium nachos. This stuff hardened as it cooled, so I had to break the chips off the pile until I thought about arteries and stopped eating it. I could lift a big part of the serving as one rigid chunk. (Pity the dishwasher.) Redeeming note: Kristoffer's does make an excellent basket of fish and chips - not the usual frozem planks of fish, but freshly-battered catfish fillets. Last week the cafeteria here at work served "burritos" that were made ahead and allowed to dry out in a big pan, with a few lame handfuls of chopped lettuce and tomato tossed over the top. The plastic cutlery could barely penetrate the shells, and I still don't know what the filling was (besides brown). But a few drops of Endorphin Rush in the "salsa" they provided blurred my vision enough that I didn't care. Alex Silbajoris 72163.1353@compuserve.com Now I'm thirsty for a Hoster's beer