I love the little tacos…

Taco, burrito, wrap, thing.... I dub thee TRAPITTO!
Taco, burrito, wrap, thing…. I dub thee TRRAPITO!

Ah taco night. We’ve been good friends since I was just a wee one with teeth, but as I have grown and changed, you haven’t. This isn’t to say I hate you, Taco Night. I just don’t feel the passion that once was. Your spices have become bland and I feel we have fallen into a flavor rut. No, don’t cry! I’m notl ready to part ways, but perhaps we can try some cookbook counseling to put the passion and flavor back in our relationship. Continue reading “I love the little tacos…”