An appetizer worthy of the name

Red Lobster may have the perfect biscuit, but El Toro has the perfect cheese sauce -- the philosopher's stone among dips. I'm nauseated by the clumpy texture of guacomole, and shun the cold, messy taste of tomato sauce. Cheese sauce should be a staple of Mexican food. El Toro has finally introduced a warm appetizer that actually appetizes, instead of forcing me to casually (or pretend to) down cold salsa over a stimulating conversation. It should be a sin to have nachos and only can-grade salsa, especially if the nachos happen to be tortilla chips gone sour. Don't get me wrong. I would do the same thing if I owned a restaurant.

Not only did the cheese sauce taste like real cheese, but the consistency was nearly perfect. Nothing like the clumps of microwaved Kraft singles I make my cheese sandwiches with. El Toro's low viscosity cheese sauce did drip on my napkins, but clumpy cheese sauce is truly gross. I can handle tap water instead of Fiji springs, but moldy cheese sauce from glass jars is just downright nasty. At least El Toro doesn't skimp on making actual cheese sauce. I gave my compliments to the waitress, who noted the care given to the cheese sauce, the balance between monterrey and a blend of minced jalepenos. Her delineation deserved an extra dollar in tips.

My satisfaction with El Toro's newly introduced cheese sauce could only be dulled by founding out later into the night that the Jets won against the Patriots. I went through denial first, then brooding: maybe the Jets roofied Bellichick or Brady caught deadly dandruff from his golden locks. I mean their record was 14-2...come on. Sure, some people are pissed at Tom Brady's "arrogance" for pointing at the Jets lineup after a touchdown, but I would have shoved the football in Sanchez's face. No team should toss around a second-tier team like the Jets and establish a record that shames the Lakers, only to suffer elimination from the playoffs. Twice in a row.