For the Love of Nihilist Tacos

Happy Groundhog Day! In honor of the rom-com by that name, my husband and I will be doing the same exact thing we do every Groundhog Day: eating tacos. On this day, we celebrate our elopement 12 years ago, when we also ate tacos.



Since then, we have eaten 12 years of tacos.

We have eaten tacos in Michigan and tacos in Mexico.

We have eaten tacos on dates, with friends, and with our daughter.

We have eaten homemade tacos and restaurant tacos. We have eaten authentic Mexican tacos and "American taco night" tacos.

Why? Because life is too short not to eat tacos. Soon humanity will go extinct in one way or another, and then there will be no more tacos. The tacos are endangered, and nothing we do can save them.

So eat ye tacos while ye may! 

This year, we will eat food truck tacos at home, with our new ferocious kitten.

We will do the same thing every Groundhog Day, reveling in salsa and samsara, until there are no more Groundhog Days or tacos we can share together.

Tacos until death do us part.

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