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Being a born-and-raised California city girl, moving to a small town in Texas is, at times, something akin to moving to a different country.

Don’t ask a Texan about this.

Trust me, just don’t.

Or, actually, maybe you should!

I might have to delve into this later.

On one of my trips to Texas, I decided to stay at a campground rather than a hotel.

The prospect of relocating had been stressful and I find camping relaxing.  …  Not to mention affordable.

While making plans, Texas Guy tells me he’ll make Frito Pie for me.

Huh, what?!?

I had no idea what he was talking about … and he was completely surprised.

He did make Frito Pie for me.

It was pretty good.  It seemed like yummy, easy camping food.

The day after I arrived in Texas with my life packed in boxes in the big-cheese-ball-truck, we went to a local restaurant and I saw something on the menu board that surprised me …

Frito Pie!!

I was floored!!

It was ok camping food.

But I was absolutely, positively, completely flabbergasted!

I could not believe that eating establishments actually had this stuff on the menu.

And then I was even more shocked when I realized that people paid for it!!

Texas Guy loves the stuff.

And apparently he’s not the only one.

For those of you, like me, that have never heard of it before, I wanted to share it with you.

Frito pie, and specifically its ingredients, are true Texas.

Fritos are said to be originally discovered in San Antonio, TX in the early 1900’s.

Texas Guy insists on Wolf Brand Chili.  (Another thing I was completely unaware of before moving here.)  The recipe for this chili was developed by a Texan in 1895.

Texas Guy is a Texan through and through.


Frito Pie

Canned chili

Only Wolf Brand Chili if you ask Texas Guy.  Nothing else.  Ever.

Shredded cheddar cheese

Fritos Original corn chips

Heat chili in a saucepan.  Stir in a handful of shredded cheese for each can of chili.  Put some Fritos in a bowl, pour some chili over the chips, sprinkle grated cheese on top.

Apparently there are variations.  Some people like to then place it in the oven for a short while.  Some people like to make a whole pan of the stuff, place it in the oven, and serve it family style.  And the variations don’t end there.

We like it just like this.  And then the girls and I drink a gallon of milk (each!) with our small bowl of Frito Pie!!  And then we’re all set for many moons before we are ready to eat it again.  …  Well, except for Sweet Pea.  She handles it a bit better than Bug and I.