LSU football started, and in this house, that means Saturday belongs to the Tigers. I am not a rational man when it comes to LSU football. I am a face-painting, tailgating, superstitious mess of a human being who believes that the outcome of a football game played by eighteen-year-olds is directly connected to the quality of my week, and I am fine with this. Danielle is not fine with this. Danielle tolerates this the way she tolerates all of my excesses: with a sigh and a glass of wine.
We don't go to every game — tickets are expensive and we've got three kids and a mortgage — but we watch every game, and watching a game in the Beaumont house is not a quiet affair. I set up in the living room with the big TV, the recliner, and a cooler of Abita Amber. Luc watches with me — he's becoming a real fan, knows the players, understands the formations. Colette watches the first quarter and then retreats to her room to read, which is her loss. Rémy sits on my lap and cheers when I cheer and has no idea what's happening but is fully committed to the energy.
For game day I make boudin balls — boudin mixture rolled into spheres, breaded, and deep-fried. They are the perfect football food. They're the perfect any food. If you gave me a choice between boudin balls and world peace, I'd think about it longer than I should. The trick is the breading: seasoned flour, then egg wash, then Panko. You fry them at 350 until they're golden and the inside is molten and you burn the roof of your mouth on the first bite every single time because you can't wait, and the pain is part of the experience.
I also made a seven-layer dip, which is not Cajun at all — it's Tex-Mex, or maybe it's nobody's, maybe it's just American football food — but Danielle loves it and I love Danielle and therefore I make seven-layer dip on game days. Refried beans, sour cream, guacamole, salsa, cheese, olives, green onions. Layered in a glass dish so you can see the strata like a geological cross-section of deliciousness. "It's beautiful," Rémy said, looking at it. "It's food," Luc said. Both were correct.
LSU won. I won't say by how much because it doesn't matter — a win is a win, and the sound I made when the final whistle blew was, again, described by Danielle as "primal" and by me as "appropriate." Geaux Tigers. Some things in life are complicated. Football is not one of them. You pick a team when you're young, you love them when they're bad, you scream when they're good, and you pass the faith to your children like a roux recipe — carefully, completely, and with the understanding that this is serious business. Luc is a Tiger. Colette will be a Tiger when she's ready. Rémy is already a Tiger. He just doesn't know it yet.
A win like that calls for something loud — not the quiet satisfaction of a casserole or the patience of a slow braise, but food that matches the energy in the room when that final whistle blew. The seven-layer dip was Danielle’s contribution to the day, but these Buffalo Chicken Nachos are mine: messy, unsubtle, and unapologetically proud of themselves, which felt exactly right. Here’s how we made them.
Buffalo Chicken Nachos
Prep Time: 15 min | Cook Time: 20 min | Total Time: 35 min | Servings: 8
Ingredients
- 1 bag (13 oz) sturdy tortilla chips
- 3 cups cooked shredded chicken (rotisserie works perfectly)
- 1/2 cup buffalo sauce, plus more for drizzling
- 1 tablespoon unsalted butter, melted
- 2 cups shredded sharp cheddar cheese
- 1 cup shredded Monterey Jack cheese
- 1/2 cup pickled jalapeño slices
- 3 green onions, thinly sliced
- 2 stalks celery, thinly sliced
- 1/2 cup sour cream
- 1/2 cup blue cheese dressing (or ranch, no judgment)
- 1/4 cup crumbled blue cheese, optional
- Kosher salt and black pepper to taste
Instructions
- Heat the oven. Preheat to 400°F. Line a large rimmed baking sheet — or two, if you’re feeding a real crowd — with aluminum foil.
- Sauce the chicken. In a bowl, toss the shredded chicken with buffalo sauce and the melted butter until every shred is coated. Taste it. Add more buffalo sauce if you’re the kind of household that likes it loud. Season lightly with salt and pepper.
- Build the base layer. Spread half the tortilla chips in a single, mostly overlapping layer across the prepared baking sheet. Scatter half the buffalo chicken over the chips, then top with half the cheddar and half the Monterey Jack. Add a layer of jalapeños.
- Add the second layer. Repeat with the remaining chips, chicken, and cheese. This double-layer method means cheese and chicken in every bite, not just the ones on top.
- Bake. Slide the pan into the oven and bake 15–18 minutes, until the cheese is fully melted, bubbling, and beginning to brown at the edges. Watch the corners — those go fast.
- Finish and garnish. Pull the nachos from the oven and immediately drizzle with extra buffalo sauce and blue cheese dressing. Scatter the green onions, celery slices, and crumbled blue cheese across the top. Drop spoonfuls of sour cream around the pan so everyone can reach one.
- Serve immediately. Carry the whole pan to the living room. Do not plate these. The pan is the presentation. Set it on the coffee table, hand out napkins, and step back.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 480 | Protein: 24g | Fat: 26g | Carbs: 38g | Fiber: 2g | Sodium: 890mg