looked everywhere…but no….not. But i was somehow sure i would have brought it. I left a lot of caste iron behind. I'd given up. today, while looking for something else….there it was….under the house, all hidden with dry grasses, dirt, leaves. Ta DA! i should have taken her pic in the beginning….SO MUCH rust….this is after some work. There's many YouTubes on restoration. Tomorrow will begin in earnest. For my Tortilla making.
The longer we are gone from New Mex, the more we reminisce and ache for the food. There are mexican restaurants here, a zillion food trucks with great street food but none…NONE….as good. New Mexican food is food of the Gods. I used to get the most elegant thin delicate tortillas from the Food CoOp in Albuquerque. And when i wasn't cooking so much, there were places in Socorro, even the deli at the SuperMart Grocery that were Enough. For a long time now Alyssia and i have longed for a really good breakfast burrito. Sophia's, just as you get into town …Socorro….a drive through…that i'd stop at on my way to some job. Everything about those breakfast burritos was FINE but basic to anything you might put in them….the tortilla. I only tried some few times and i think, didn't really try because i could get them elsewhere. Here, there is no elsewhere and so, my mission is to Learn. I watch YouTube after YouTube. the ingredients could not be more simple. It's the
technique
how you Love and Handle your dough
so…we'll see about how this griddle goes. not a Comal, but …..she's mine and what i have and that has meaning.
it feels GOOD to think of these things in this world of so much sorrow.
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