Have you tried our Street Tacos? They’re here for a limited time and they’re so, so good! Just look at their mouthwatering goodness…

Buy all 3 of the same kind, buy them separately or mix and match. Just buy them! They’re a taste sensation, I tell you. When’s the last time you had a taste sensation? See – my point exactly.

Last month in honor of Mother’s Day, I wrote about how I think my children will remember me. So this month, in honor of Father’s Day, I’m going to tell how I think my kids will remember their father, or as they like to call him, “the fun one.” Ready? Here goes…

• Our father taught us how to make grapes come out of our nose.
• Our father didn’t pay any attention to what he dressed us in, despite the fact that there was a foot differential in our heights. Or that we were boys. Many times we left the house wearing our mother’s clothes.
• Our father would fix all of our toys – including the ones that made noise. (I seriously heard my husband yell the other day, “Hey Jack! I fixed your whistle!” Who fixes their kid’s whistle?)
• Every single story our father told us ended in tragedy, no matter what the subject. (“And after eating his cereal, little Jimmy plunged to his death.”)
• Our father didn’t appreciate how funny our mother was. He regrets that now. (Now that we're gone and there's no buffer between them.)

Seriously, I hope all you fathers out there (and my husband, Peter, in particular – which would mean I have to get crackin’) have a wonderful day!