can’t even remember if it was good

most likely not

Its 11 am dont judge me

bought them randomly in a supermarket in Mexico City, no expectations, but … tell me once you’ve tried them 😉

Last night, I was high off my ass and had major munchies. I’m talking an insatiable craving so intense it could shake the foundations of Olympus. The hunger hit me like a freight train, and I knew I needed something absurd—something so outrageously over-the-top that mere mortals would tremble before its greasy glory.

Unfortunately, I was too blitzed to take a picture of my creation, but here, as best as I can recall, is the recipe for what I now call…

The Deep-Fried, Panko-Crusted, Popcorn-Stuffed Pork Pancake Chimichanga of Destiny

Step 1: Create the Crispy Pork Core

1. I popped some popcorn—not because I needed it for the recipe yet, but because I was starving and couldn’t wait.

2. Then I had an epiphany: popcorn as breading. I crushed some up, mixed it with panko, and threw in whatever seasonings my glazed-over brain thought made sense.

I was in mad scientist mode, baby. (At first the breading wouldn't stick so I melted some butter and dipped it in it completely forgetting that I had a whole carton of eggs in the fridge I probably could have used)

3. I cut up a leftover pork chop, coated it in my absurdly crunchy popcorn mix, and dropped it into hot oil. The sizzling alone could’ve been classified as ASMR.

4. Took a bite straight out of the pan. Almost shed a tear.

At this point, I was standing in my kitchen, chewing in slow motion, completely floored by my own genius. My ancestors whispered their approval.

Step 2: Make a Pancake Wrapper

1. Mixed up some pancake batter but made it thicker than my self-doubt.

2. Cooked it flat, like a crepe, and realized I had just created the ultimate edible blanket.

I may or may not have whispered, “You’re gonna do great things,” to this pancake.

Step 3: The Chimichanga Takes Shape

1. Grabbed one of those godforsaken zero-carb tortillas that taste like cardboard and wrapped it in the pancake for redemption. I seriously have no idea why I bought those tortillas they suck.

2. Loaded it up with the crispy popcorn pork and—because I respect myself—a ridiculous amount of melted cheese.

3. Rolled it up like a burrito of sin and poor life choices.

At this point, I was bouncing on my heels like a five-year-old waiting for cake. I KNEW I was onto something legendary.

Step 4: The Deep-Fried Coup de Grâce

1. Just when I thought I was done, I asked myself, “What would a true munchie god do?” The answer? Batter and fry the entire thing.

2. Dunked my wrapped creation into thick pancake batter, tossed it into the deep fryer, and watched it transform into a golden-brown monolith of indulgence.

3. Drizzled it with syrup, hit it with powdered sugar, and felt the universe nod in approval.

I half expected Gordon Ramsay to kick down my door and either fight me or crown me king. Either way something crazy was going down.

Step 5: Achieve Culinary Enlightenment

I took one bite.

Time slowed down. The air felt different. My third eye opened.

The ghost of Colonel Sanders appeared before me and whispered, "My son."

Would I make this again? Without a doubt. Would I recommend this to anyone trying to live past 50? Absolutely not. Will it taste good at all sober? Probably not. Would I do it anyway? Hell yes.

And that, my friends, is the Deep-Fried, Panko-Crusted, Popcorn-Stuffed Pork Pancake Chimichanga of Destiny.

Thank you and goodnight.

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