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Doritos Chicken Casserole

Something about the addition of the chips to this dish made it juuuuuuust trashy enough for my cooking standards.
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This Doritos casserole is loaded with chicken, cheese, and a whole bag of Nacho Cheese Doritos! Trash food at its finest, guys!

Once upon a time, I met a man. A boy, really. He was 17.

I spent the majority of my time trying to look pretty for him in the hopes that he would do that romantic dip thing they do in the movies where a guy hugs you and then leans you back over his arm and kisses you?

That was pretty much a waste of time, because I don't think he's ever done the dip-kiss thing. Jerk.

Anyway, despite his non-romantic kisses, we got married. There were children. There were comfy pants. There was pie. I had to choose between looking pretty and comfy pants and pie.

The comfy pants and pie won. Every time.

One day, well into our marriage, we moved to a new house. The bedroom in the new house was never quite dark enough for me. Mostly because the husband would wake up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and then forget to turn off the bathroom light. And of course he would leave the door to the bathroom open so the light would shine into the bedroom making me insane and disrupting my beauty sleep.

So, I bought a sleep mask. Most ladies take great pains to look nice for their husbands. Some of them even wake up early, brush their teeth, apply a light layer of lip gloss, smooth their hair, and then sneak back in bed so that the husband assumes they are just always perfect looking.

I am not one of those ladies. Not anymore. It's been 15 years, my husband knows what I look like for real.

So, I bought a sleep mask to cover my eyes and keep the lights out. Not a frilly pink one. Not a dainty lacy one. I'm not trying to fool anyone here.

I bought a horrific bloody zombie one.

I don't know how I'm still married either, guys. It's a mystery to me.

Unless...could it maybe have something to do with the fact that I crush Nacho Cheese Doritos and put them in a casserole dish for dinner? Yeah. That might have something to do with it.

This cheesy chicken Doritos casserole is ridiculous. Like, ridiculous RIDICULOUS.

I started making this back when we were first married. I was mostly a frozen pizza and Hamburger Helper kind of cook, but something about the addition of the chips to this dish made it juuuuuuust trashy enough for my cooking standards.

It's probably sad that I haven't stopped making this, but the thing is, it's delicious. I mean, of course it's delicious. It contains a bag of Doritos, some rotisserie chicken, cream of chicken soup (but you can use my homemade cream soup substitute if you think the canned stuff is gross!), and an unholy amount of cheese. What's not to love?!

Also, just in case you never hear from me again, it's probably because my husband woke up in the middle of the night, saw zombie-me laying next to him, and killed me on reflex. I mean, you can't even blame him really.


11 ounces Nacho Cheese Doritos

2 cups cooked shredded chicken

1 can cream of chicken soup (or my homemade creamed soup substitute)

1 cup sour cream

8 ounces grated cheddar

1 can Ro*Tel tomatoes and chiles

1 teaspoon cumin

1 teaspoon chili powder

1/2 cup pico de gallo


Preheat oven to 350 degrees.

In a medium bowl, stir together the chicken, soup, sour cream, half of the cheddar, Ro*Tel, cumin, and chili powder.

Crush the Doritos and add half of the to the bottom of a 9x13 baking dish. Top with the chicken mixture. Add the other half of the crushed Doritos over the top of the chicken.

Sprinkle the remaining cheese on top and bake for 20 minutes.

Remove from the oven and top with the pico de gallo. Serve hot.