An AFH Classic.

This foodstuff is best eaten on the Sunday morning after it was prepared and served, while sitting on a red bench on your back porch.

If you take the dip to Cottesloe, and leave it in your car for several hours, and then go to IGA to buy stuff to dip it in, and you get home and you sober up, don't eat the dip. That's disgusting. Really.

If you're still drunk, I guess, proceed. I won't judge you. Much.

Recently, I was told that this snack is not of Mexican descent at all! By some guy from California. Although I doubt if he's even been to Mexico, he feels that his proximity to the border of it entitles him to some knowledge of the country's cuisine. Needless to say, he was not invited to our next picnic. Or any, ever. Really.

What do you think?