Halfway through Whole 30 and all I can think about is nachos.  And husband made a pizza for the girls.  And Bon Jovi is playing in my head…  “Woahhhh! We’re halfway there. Woahhh livin’ on a prayer…” Halfway.  Day 15.  But who’s counting.   Admittedly I do feel pretty great.  I’ve moved past the tired and sluggish stage into “Hell yeah I can do this!” It’s only 30 days, right?  We can do anything for 30 days.   But some days we just need nachos.  So I whipped these up and they totally did it for me.  The crunch.  The guac.  The ground “taco” turkey.  It was heaven.  …