Really delicious things—as in really, really delicious things, not the chocolate-covered rice cakes you Instagram after a “gym sesh”— can be hard to recreate in the home kitchen. Proper sushi requires years of knife-training in Japan, and no one knows how the fuck fondant fancies start life. It’s why Kim K flies to New Orleans to eat doughnuts. It’s probably a blessing in disguise that most of us have neither the culinary skills nor Kardashian-sized disposable income to produce our favorite treats on demand. Can you imagine how much tighter our “going out” skinny jeans would be if we did? But here’s a dangerous exception to the rule: beer cheese. Yes, the classic Deep South dish combining two of the most[…]