My Conversion-His Story

Taco Time, Taco del Mar, Tacos Guaymas, Taco Bell. In 2006, I was apalled by the mere mention of these taco variations, or indifferent at best. Yes, I would have preferred something that didn't start with "t" and end with "aco."

And then I met Kiara, a Taco Princess. She moved my heart, but also my gullet toward this plebian latin sandwichesque creation. Sure, I knew what a taco was, but I had no idea that a Taco could be so delicious, so convenient, and yes, even so creative.

Many of my coworkers, family, and friends, know me as an informal and aspiring culinary student. Although my achievements manifest themselves in the form of workplace and friendly chili cookoff wins, smiles, yums, and the discerning nods of a 2.5 year old--I sure pretend I'm on Iron Chef or Chopped.

I love it when chefs, professional or not, put their personality into, a... well, pot! Or saute' pan, smoker, oven, etc. Tacos provide the opportunity to exercise many stages of cooking; the scope extends well beyond putting together a cold sandwich.

When my family and I embark on this exciting adventure, I plan on adding not only my commentary on what it tastes like, but why it tastes a certain way. Tacos can be traditional, fusion, contemporary. Exploring the background behind what ends up on your plate or a convenient taco stand (see fig.1) can make the experience that much sweeter, spicier, or savorierer. :)

fig. 1

So without much further ado, although much ado has already been furthered, I can't wait to share with all of you how we eat tacos, why we eat tacos, and why it's important to all of us to put something as simple as tortillas and stuff up on a pedestal.