I am from Honduras and as I live in The United States today, I miss my grandma's tacos from back home.  My grandma made a lot of tacos to sell outside and she made them so delicious that people bought a lot of them and I liked them as well.   As time passed, when she decided not to sell anymore, people still asked her why she didn't continue selling tacos and her answer always was that she was tired. I remember that one day, a neighbor told her to make tacos and that she would buy the meat and my grandma agreed and did it for her. The neighbor was going to pay her for her work but she said no.  I eat tacos sometimes and they are never as good as my grandmas tacos.

– S

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