To anyone who doesn't like food, my mom and I have the most boring text conversations. They mostly cover what we've eaten recently, what we're about to eat, and what happened earlier that day at Wegmans. We text about food a lot. So much so, that sometimes it can all blur together. Did she have mushroom ravioli the other night or was that me? Did I already give her that recipe for roasted chickpeas with fennel slaw? But the other night, she mentioned something that really stood out to me: She and my dad were having Costco's Street Tacos. FOR THE SECOND NIGHT IN A ROW.
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