So here’s the thing about tacos: Their delicious. I could eat them every day, two and three times a day, breakfast, lunch, and dinner, tacos on my eggs, tacos in my soup, tacos in my tacos, and never get sick of them. When I’m feeling blue, I think, “A taco would be good right about now.” And you know what, it always is. I know what you’re thinking: “This woman is crazy for tacos.” You’d be right. You’re thinking, “How ‘bout a sandwich every now and again?” Or, “What