Taco! Taco!

You know what surprises me? The fact that vegan tacos taste good.

I really have no idea what they're made of. Clearly not meat or dairy.

And yet, taking a bite, they tasted almost BETTER than the regular tacos I eat. Obviously more healthy.

But somehow they still do feel artificial - like there are things in there I wouldn't normally eat in lieu of the beef and cheese. Cashew cheddar? Sure...still sounds good. It's cashews. I like cashews. But spelt? Flax? I havent heard that since that old card trader game where I used to yell out 'FLAX, FLAX!' and I tried to pass off the 'WHEAT, WHEAT!' to my little brother. What the heck was that game called? And honestly, what crazy person thought trading in grains would make a great card game?

Yet, I gamely tried the tacos - to accept the vegan status of a new friend. I got them because he got them, and if he could eat them, then so could I.

I ate, I enjoyed and I resisted screaming out 'TACO, TACO!'. I muttered it under my breath, though.