How Many Tacos Should You Eat
At Any Given Time
With an epidemic such as overeating and obesity, and with my confusion as to how many tacos I should eat in one sitting, I must pose a problématique.
How many tacos should one eat as a meal in order to be healthy as well as satisfied, at any given time?
He offered a napkin and I said no.
Where before just one taco had been, steak and lime zested, white onion, I wrested my fingers, licked tenderly and savored the holy remnants.
I would order a platter. Two or three tacos, rice and beans.
It was perfect. Sometimes I would order a burrito too, to go, for breakfast.
Those were the glory days.
At that time I was eating enough so that the meal staple was simply satisfying.
The tacos cost between $1-$2 with steak, cilantro and onion where I live.
That means I’m in paradise.
I had been determined to subsist on rice, beans, and pasta.
That is my usual diet, after all.
But that was with Challah grilled cheese, Challah mashed avocado and a pinch of Celtic Sea Salt’s winking up at me, Challah with peanut butter, and challah just on its own as a sweet snack or a meal replacement.
My milk has been skimmed of late. I haven’t even had any milk, except in my spicy Mexican chocolat iced lattes.
What have I been eating? Pecans, Lundburg square stackers and you know what, I have been hungry.
Finally, last night, a bear broke through the seal of an unopened jar of Nutella and spilled chocolate grease on my to do list but Nutella is not a meal, even if peanutbutter can be, and it is for me, sometimes.
I set to counting all my nickels, dimes and quarters.
There was $4.30, and then I found a dime on the floor.
I had regretted the two steak tacos, even if they had been free. A regular and one who tips well enough, as someone who worked in restaurants for five years myself, my luck was in: a kind staff member spoiled me with tacos and horchata.
I could not finish the tacos and the meat just did not taste right.
If Einstein did not eat meat, then what business would I have consuming beef?
The next time I tried a vegetarian taco. Now to slowly wean myself off the steak.
But the vegetarian taco arrived without the avocado and so I waited an eternity until I could summon the courage to ask for the aguacate, the balls, please, (note: after doing a commodity profile for my mom on avocados I learned that the ancient tongue and the word for the fruit means ‘testicle’) and by then I was full.
This past spat of time I would arrive to the taqueria so hungry that I would spoil my appetite with chips.
The salsa was heated and just spicy enough so that I would almost cry and so I would have to drink all the water and hungrily eat chip after chip just to cool down my mouth.
By the time the taco would arrive I would have eaten so many chips that even one taco would be a lot, fill-ing, and I would start to feel full.
But then, even full, I would eat the chips because this was feast, not famine, and then the chips would not feel like enough to eat and I would want more tacos and two tacos had already stretched my budget, two tacos was better than one, or, none!
Find your taco zen.
Here I propose a taco challenge: see if you can be satisfied by just one. Be methodical. Maybe you need five or six on a hungry day. Go slowly and do not overeat.
They say if you starve a rat it will live longer.
Cleanses and detoxification depend upon the same internal mechanisms as fasting to clear the body of toxic waste.
Epilogue
I learned more than in a year into my study (from consultations with experts) that the best choice by far is a double decker quesadilla. It comes with a salad and costs under two dollars. I rest my case.
