All the posts of kids and cooking reminded me that I never posted the photos from our tortilla night when I visited my sister in January!
When we were growing up, our Grandma Poncha used to make tortillas every morning. She had a barrel of flour in the kitchen, she made so many. She used to let us roll our own tortillas. Hers were always perfectly round (one handed no less) but ours looked more like Mickey Mouse or a map of the U.S. My sister and I tried to get her recipe but she didn't measure anything, never did. I'm pretty sure it was magic.
So, we decided to have tortilla night to share some of that history with my nieces - memories of their great-grandma, rolling pin madness, flour flicking fun, and general tortilla w/butter goodness.
They may not have looked good, but they tasted good. :) Definitely felt some of my grandmother's magic at work that night.
