Sometimes you have to die

for people to realize you're alive. (Too bad the copy editor pierre'd out in the penultimate graf.) 

Epitaph? Cheesed

But why are they called nachos instead of Carmens? 

New to me

and I spent time in Philadelphia. I grew up with an electric stove (after we graduated from a wood-burning one), though, so this must have been pretty insidious propaganda. Gas is better.