Ok, this isn't a wreck-o-leckshon of drunkery. It's commentary regarding over-usage of Cilantro. As fucked-up as that might sound, it's the only thing I can figure.
The recipe is fairly simple...think casserole. Cooked beef, beans, salsa, and tortilla chips. The ingredients are systematically layered in a pre-fab pie crust. Bake accordingly. Thinking the recipe was far-too bland for discretionary consumption, I decided to add fresh Cilantro...placed carefully between the beef and bean layer. Cilantro is a fairly aromatic herb....the smell permeated the entire house as the oven did it's thing.
Eventually, the buzzer went off, and it was time to chow down. Ignoring the overbearing aroma of too much aromatic, I hacked myself a sturdy slice of the pie. "You should let it cool down...it's gonna be like lava!" What the fuck did I care? That slice of taco pie vanished in like 45 seconds. 30 seconds later? I felt like I had eaten an entire Cilantro bush. Just this overwhelming gastronomical boiling in my gut. The geyser of taco pie undigestion shot out of my mouth like no tomorrow. Most of it landed directly in front of the dog....some of it directly on him. That sonofabitch was eating it before it hit the ground. Before I could muster up a "NO!", I hear "Don't give the dog any...I put a bunch of fresh cilantro on the pie crust!"
Like twenty seconds later, the galloping gourmet walks into the room just in time to see the dog throwing up all over the sunday paper.
She goes, "I knew the Cilantro would upset his stomach!!!"
I assured her that I wouldn't give him anymore of it, and we played scrabble.
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Can't stand the shit, personally...it's OK in VERY small quantities, but too much.... 
