RecipeMuncher

I was channeling my childhood the other day and the one thing I loved more than anything was a good Old El Paso taco. I know most of you who grew up with authentic Mexican are cringing at the thought of the kit and I understand, but you’ll never know what that taco kit meant to a kid growing up with British parents in cold Canada. We didn’t have taco night very often but when we did I went crazy. But never one to conform to the norm, I always crushed up the shells and turned my taco (...)