"Resistance is futile, you will be assimilated." So stated the Borg, the fearsome cyborg enemies of the Federation on the television series Star Trek TNG. Since coming to Mexico last year I have felt at times like I was on the bridge of a doomed Federation starship; desperately trying to get away while everyone around me wants to convince me to like tortillas.
Don't get me wrong, I love Mexican culture as much as the next person; but I just wasn't into tortillas. Flour or corn it made no difference to me I really didn't like them. The Mexican friends can't Imagine a meal without them..."No tortillas?...But...we have to have tortillas!" Really?!! I mean would a baked potato every once in a while kill you? Besides, weren't tortillas basically the thin rubbery thingies that Taco Bell would wrap up their awful burritos with? (Admit it you Taco Bell fans, they don't taste good, they're just cheap and they're open late.) Give me a good plate of arroz con gandules or some habichuelas any day but TORTILLAS?!!, you can keep 'em!
About a month ago however something changed in me. I began to go to the store and buy of all things...tortillas. When we'd go out for a bowl of Birria I began to look forward to the...tortillas. Slowly yet ever so surely my stance was softening. I was getting weak. I began to want, to crave, yes even long for the dreaded...TORTILLA!!!
Okay, so I have totally caved in, but they are pretty tasty. I now even have my favorite tortilla shop, El Bocho Rojo, where I love the tortillas azucar. I buy two packs at time and keep one in the freezer, I mean, you never know when there may be a blizzard here in Guasave and keep me from enjoying my beloved tortillas azucar!
So last week while working in field service Hermana Lopez let it slip out that she had invited Tonya, a needgreater from Texas, over to her house to make tortillas. "What?!!!" I was stunned! I have been here since last year and never once did she invite my family over to make tortillas. I thought we were friends Lilliana? "But, I thought you don't like tortillas?" she replied. Now where on earth did she ever get an idea like that? So this past Monday we were invited to the Lopez home to make tortillas:
|"the quesadillas are ready"|
|we enjoyed refritos, panela, arroz and quesadillas made with homemade tortillas of course!|