The nacho platter was the best thing to ever happen to me. Ever. Not when I got married. Not when I bought my BMW. Not when I gave birth to my first child. No, these nachos topped all those experiences. I felt like my mind left my body the first bite I took into the cheese topped delicacy. I became a better person that day. That day I felt like I truly knew there was a God. The nachos believed in me...and I...believed in them. Even the explosive bowel movement that ensued after fulfilled me with a magical feeling that no one could top.
That song "God gave me you" totally written about these nachos.