An ode to my husbands tacos

Hey friends,

No sexual inuendo here … my husband … my Bae … made homemade tacos.

That’s it. That’s the blog post.

I mean, putting this thing in my mouth was an other worldly experience. It was divine, and after tasting this taco, I now know that heaven will be my home.

This mofo has the nerve - nay the audacity - no - the unadulterated gall to be a scientist and a master chef?!

Oh my God, dear God what have I done to deserve such riches? AND HE’S PRETTY?!

Y’all, this breakfast burrito was handmade. Literally, my husband made taco shells from scratch. He then made a bang bang sauce from scratch. He tossed the lettuce in apple cider vinegar and added slow cooked apple beef on top of a hot sauce and soft scrambled eggs.

Now I’m supposed to be the house husband, but bae takes the cake.

Happy Sunday to all of you,

… the trendy one