Mandi and I try to be healthy most weekdays. This often includes a salad for dinner and a mile or 2 jog. Sometimes when one of us is having a rough day, or needs something to make them happy, they casually mention delicious food in a hypothetical conversation about that night. Most of the time, this food is tacos. A few hours ago Mandi planted a taco seed in my head. Most days when I am feeling strong, I can stomp on this seed, ignore it or leave it unfertilized to die in my brain. Today, this seed is stubborn and has grown into a full on taco tree.