• the_post_of_tom_joad [any, any]@hexbear.net
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        3 months ago

        Totally honest i don’t eat sour cream either but my wife tears it up. i got to try legit Mexican tacos once and since then, i like a little goat cheese crumble if i can get it or nothin cuz wifey makes a mean mango salsa anyway.

        I don’t have a point

        • GrouchyGrouse [he/him]@hexbear.net
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          3 months ago

          See if you can get Crema Fresca sometime, it’s the Mexican version of sour cream, similar but different, a little lighter. Your wife will probably like it.

          If you can’t buy it try adding a little water or milk to your sour cream to thin it and maybe a pinch of salt to dull the sourness. It’s what I do when I can’t get crema.

      • Dolores [love/loves]@hexbear.net
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        3 months ago

        sour cream adhere a flour tortilla to the crunchy one.

        or just carefully balance it and scoop the crumbles and fallen filling into your mouth like a gremlin

        • Can’t find it rn, but a dude made a taco holder and recorded himself eating a taco over an empty shell so that the drippings fell into the empty shell. Galaxy brained shit, making another taco with the one you are currently eating.

      • the_post_of_tom_joad [any, any]@hexbear.net
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        3 months ago

        There is a brand i really like that would change your mind about crunchy shells, and making your own can be delicious. Crunchy shells don’t have to explode in your hand and break into daggers in your mouth

      • Frank [he/him, he/him]@hexbear.net
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        3 months ago

        Riiight?! You don’t! You don’t eat them! You walk down the fucking conga line of sadness diligently assembling your shitty flavorless tacos and getting your shitty more salt than potato chips and your shitty both under and over ripe flavorless fruit salad and then you go sit down with all these big puffy white faces with shitty hair and shitty clothes laughing out loud at jokes which are in no way funny or else sneering at each other miserably, and the smell is awful and everyone’s teeth are stained yellow by nicotine and you try to bite the fucking thing and it comes apart and then you’re just staring at this demolished mess of flavorless tomato chunks and flavorless beef and vaguely petroleum scented flavorless “cheese” and your little six year olf brain is thinking “this can’t be it. There must be more to life than this. I need to get out of this fucking place”.

        The 80s fucking sucked.