The {Brief} History of Taco

I am pleased to report that at approximately 7:04 p.m. last night, Taco took its first brave, tentative steps into this world, thus beginning:





But let’s rewind for a short bit. You may be asking, “Taco? As in, just one?” to which I say “Yes, dear friend. Please see this post in which I consulted an online post topic generator that seemingly held no regard whatsoever for pluralization or basic grammar and syntax.”


Taco wasn’t just born, it was made. Made lovingly by human hands. Human hands attached (go with me) to an ever-beating, taco-loving heart. Human hands who slaved diligently away over the stove, painstakingly wiping the sweat from their owner’s brow, knowing that if they just kept going – just found the strength to push through – that there would be Taco for dinner.

Taco came from humble beginnings, nothing more than a collection of iceberg lettuce, a bag of shredded cheese, pre-packaged ground beef, deep-fried tortilla shells in a box and a pile of hopeful pipe dreams. Taco’s unassuming ingredients found themselves in a kitchen, and there was a collective shudder of excitement (ooooer).

It was time to get to work.

The meat browned. The iceberg chopped. The shredded cheese…well, it was already shredded so really it just sat. As did the shells.

And then, ever so slowly, Taco began to form. It started with a simple shell. Then one scoop, no, two – two is better, of browned ground beef. Next came a sprinkling of shredded cheese, and finally – the last step – a light toss of chopped lettuce.

And on the eighth day, God created Taco.
And the Lord saw that it was good.

Peace, love and tacos for everyone.
—The Wife in Training


  • But like can we meet for tacos soon? Please? I said PLEASE. Torchy’s? Where should we go. Let’s get this organized please.

  • bahaha. i want to be shredded cheese because it gets to just sit.

  • Reply October 2, 2014


    Bahahahahahaha. I’m so so so so glad you A: blogged the history of taco (I’m still not doing the one you want me to do), B: blogged about tacos, yet again, and C: that you took pictures of your heavenly looking tacos.

    This calls for a new taco haiku.

    Heavenly taco,
    How I love thee – in my mouth.
    I will eat you up.

  • Reply October 2, 2014


    disclaimer: these tacos are fake. FAKE.

  • Reply October 2, 2014


    I bet if I had taken tacos to the places where I took my resume they would have hired me ON THE SPOT. Hindsight is 20/20. And now I am thinking about Taco Fetus and how Taco Fetus gets made and it’s wildly inappropriate.

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