One Spicy Taco to Rule Them All
Let's talk about the taco. Not the sad, floppy, zero-heat taco of your childhood. I'm talking about a taco that looks you in the eye and says, "I have jalapeƱos. I have lime. I have opinions." The kind of taco that doesn't apologize. You take a bite. Your forehead glistens. You reach for water. The taco does not care. It was born spicy. It will die spicy. Some people say you can remove the seeds to tone it down. Those people are not invited to my taco night. If your lips aren't tingling by bite two, we've failed as a society. So here's to the spicy taco—the only food that doubles as a personality test.
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