Patriotism and Pasilla Peppers

In a positive sign that Cranky and I are gradually taking hold of our new home, today we had a meal that was not entirely bought off-premises.
Not everything has been takeout. I made some dandy bacon and eggs the other day, and there was a terrific dinner of whole-wheat pasta I'll be blogging about shortly.
But, you can imagine, what with packing up all our stuff and moving, it's just easier not to get all creative in the kitchen, and go out for something most times.
Cranky came up with an idea to combine takeout leftovers with homemade food.
Wow. What a clever boy.
We had a container of leftover nachos (basic bar food: tortilla chips, beans, cheese, chicken, some salsa). So he bought four pasilla peppers and a little extra cheese; a jalapeño pepper and an avocado. The man can cook!
What he did was to take the (now mushy) nachos and stir them with a little added refried beans. Chopped up some dry jack cheese (still can't find the grater). Piled this delicious mess inside cut-open, deseeded peppers, and baked them in the oven in a covered dish with a little splash of water. Once they were tender, he covered them with a guacamole of avocado, minced onion, minced jalapeño, chopped cilantro, and a squeeze of lemon (that we swiped from the tree of a house we were looking at to buy, but didn't).
Look at this lunch! Tasty with the corn flavor of the tortillas; sumptuous with the guac. Tender with the molten crisp of fresh peppers.
Also. Look. The one on the left looks like Sam the Eagle from the Muppets. OK, maybe not so very much.
But — the one on the right looks like a howling George Bush. I bit his head off.