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Monday, July 23, 2012

Homemade Flour Tortillas

After I realizing that I can't possibly live up to my "Summertime" Board on Pinterest...

I decided on 3 goals this summer,

1. Learn to make Flour Tortillas from scratch just like mi suegra (my mother-in-law)
2. Potty Train Jake
3. Maximize my Mornings

2 out of 3 isn't bad, right? 

I have been married for almost 12 years to a wonderful, hard working man, who just happens to be Mexican.  I have tried very hard for most of those 12 years to learn to cook food that my man loves to eat.  I started off simply enough with huevos rancheros (my style)...scrambled eggs with jalapenos, tomatoes and onions served with store bought flour tortillas and a sliced avocado on the side and graduated to more complicated dishes from Mole (from a jar) to Chile Colorado (not perfected just yet, but good none the less). 

But one recipe has always alluded me.  Try as I might, I could NOT make homemade flour tortillas to save my life.  They always ended up more crisp like a cracker than soft like a tortilla.  The flavor was good, but texture is EVERYTHING! 

So this summer, I decided to learn, or die trying!

Mi suegra was in town throughout the month of May, and I had a couple of opportunities to work with her to learn how to make these ellusive yummies.  Hers turn out great everytime (though I did see a couple of burnt edges...shhhhh). 

I tried my hand at it with my cousin helping out and they were... eh.  While they were MUCH better than any attempt I had made thus far, they weren't "quite right".  So, I called up mi querida cunada (my dear sister-in-law) and made a date to try again with her. 

She let me do all or the work while she started cooking lunch to go with our soon to be fresh tortillas.  She guided me throughout the process, tasting to see if there was enough salt, and encouraging me to add more water, even when I thought it was a big gloppy mess.  She showed me her technique for forming the small balls that will soon be worked into tortillas, and even her "rolling" method which differed from that of mi suegra.  "Everyone has their own techinque. You have to discover yours," she said, but much more beautifully in Spanish. 

There were no "real" measurements... There is a feel and a texture to the dough. 

I have made them several times since, all with slightly different results. Sometimes, they aren't as round as others, and sometimes the feel is a little off, but when MY MAN said, "this is just how I like them", well....

Flour Tortillas

1/2 bag of all purpose flour

2 heaping tablespoons baking powder (and I mean the ones you eat off of...we call them cereal spoons in our house, because my man likes to eat his cereal off of them)

salt to taste (a couple of teaspoons)

1/2 pound of lard

roughly 3 Cups of HOT, HOT water (I have to microwave mine, since my hot water heater is set to safe for the kiddies)

1. Mix dry ingredients well.
2. Cut in lard with your hands until the flour will hold a ball shape when squeezed (throughout the mixture).

3. Begin to add water (I add about 2 C to start, then add as I go to get the desired texture)...honestly this is where you call me and ask me to invite you over next time I make them, because I could not EVER get the texture down until I did it myself under instruction... SERIOUSLY!
4. Pull apart small handfulls of dough and form balls (There is a technique to this as well)..


5. Let them sit on the table while you form all balls, then starting with the first balls you formed, squish them out and start to roll with rolling pin. Push ever so slightly and (I) push up and back, then turn tortilla 1/8 of a turn and do it again, until tortilla is preferred diameter and thickness.  If they are smallish, you can make gorditas with them.  If they are thin, they make great burrito tortillas.  Worry not.

6. After rolling out all of the tortillas (if you are doing this on your own), heat skillet (I use my daughter's pancake griddle) to medium high heat.  Cook a couple of minutes or until lightly browned on both sides.  They will start to bubble up, kind of like pancakes.  Turn them over and cool a little longer on the other side. It helps to have a "plancha" or tortilla iron to weight it down. I have one that mi suegra brought me on one of her visits, but you can improvise (at my mom's house, we used a brick covered in foil and placed it inside of a foil pan for ease of handling).




7. Store wrapped in a clean cloth inside of a plastic bag at room temperature.  They keep for several days, but mine definitely start growing around day 6, so eat them up!  The kids love them with melted butter and cinnamon sugar. 


PROVECHO!



Friday, July 20, 2012

A Summer Slips Away

If you "follow" me on Pinterest, then you know that I have a HUGE board filled up to the brim of Summertime stuff. There are tons of amazing ideas and pictures and tutorials of how to have an amazing summer, crafts to create, books to read, yummies to devour. 



This summer, as with most summers, I started off with so many ideas (in my head) about how this summer was going to be different. It was going to be the summer that we watched little tv and learned stuff.  We were going to go to lots of great places, like Kaleidoscope and maybe even the aquarium.  We were going to READ A LOT!  We were going to practice our math and cook and experiment and enjoy the outdoors, even when it's HOT. 

This summer has also done as so many... it has slipped away!  I am grasping desperately at the last few weeks of summer and vowing to squeeze 3 months worth of fun into them before I head back to work. 

Would you even believe that I started thinking today about planning for next summer?!? Cuz', ya know, I lack a plan!  I even penciled it onto my calendar for March...PLAN FOR SUMMER.

BUT...The summer isn't over, yet!!  And while it is way to HOT to even think about heading to my "coveted" camping vacation that we had planned for next week, we can still fill it to the brim with fun and learning, right? 

On my list to do before the end....

Visit the Sprinkler Park
Swim with Friends
Kaleidoscope
Children's Museum
Federal Reserve to learn about MONEY
and maybe...
The Aquarium

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

What I Learned at VBS

Last night was the first night of Vacation Bible School at my church. This week, the kiddos are learning all about being a spy for GOD!
 

It is an awesome concept, and I can't wait to see what God teaches me as well.  Last night was rough. I was shepherding, along with another "agent", the 4th and 5th graders.  It could have been a great night! I could have remembered that these kids are 9 and 10 year olds. I could have seen them as God sees them.  I could have done and thought so many things differently, but what I did was blame these kids for my rotten evening mood attitude.  They were too busy talking, pushing, hitting, shooting each other with finger guns, kicking, rough housing, and interrupting to pay attention and absorb anything.  They spoke out, instead of listening. 

I'm embarassed to admit that I didn't handle it well.  In fact, this morning, as I was going over it in my head, I was ready to quit or be reassigned, but that is when God whispered ever so gently to my soul. 

I am no different from these children.  God tries to get my attention. He tries to teach me and mold me and love on me, and I am too distracted to "absorb anything". 

God daily forgives me and continues trying to reach me.  He hasn't given up on me, yet. Thankfully, He has not reassigned Himself to another, more willing to learn "pupil". 

Tonight, I will return to those precious 4th and 5th graders with this thought in mind...  How can I show them that I love Jesus and need Him just as much as they do?

Monday, July 9, 2012

My Tower of Babel

Last Tuesday, which happened to be the day before Independence Day, my husband had his naturalization interview at the Department of Homeland Security in Kansas City, MO! While we sat in the waiting room, I experienced so many emotions. I was a little nervous (ok....a lot nervous), excited, and most of all proud. I was, and continue to be proud of my husband for having the courage to apply for naturalization!  As I looked around, I saw the most amazing "melting pot" of people. I love our country for so many reasons, and this is just one of them. In the small waiting room of 20 people or so, at least 5 different countries from all over the world were represented.

 As I listened to people speaking a variety of languages, I was reminded of Genesis 11, where God tells us about the Tower of Babel...


Tower of Babel by Lucas van Valckenborch 1595

Genesis 11: 1-9
Now the whole world had one language and a common speech. 2 As people moved eastward,[a] they found a plain in Shinar[b] and settled there.
3 They said to each other, “Come, let’s make bricks and bake them thoroughly.” They used brick instead of stone, and tar for mortar. 4 Then they said, “Come, let us build ourselves a city, with a tower that reaches to the heavens, so that we may make a name for ourselves; otherwise we will be scattered over the face of the whole earth.”
5 But the Lord came down to see the city and the tower the people were building. 6 The Lord said, “If as one people speaking the same language they have begun to do this, then nothing they plan to do will be impossible for them. 7 Come, let us go down and confuse their language so they will not understand each other.”
8 So the Lord scattered them from there over all the earth, and they stopped building the city. 9 That is why it was called Babel[c] —because there the Lord confused the language of the whole world. From there the Lord scattered them over the face of the whole earth.

Isn't that AWESOME and horrible all at the same time!!! They were getting a little big for their britches, so God changed things up a little, so that they (we) would HAVE to depend on HIM.  

How often do I think that I'm getting along just fine without God? If you asked me, I'd say, "Never! No way!" Many mornings, however, I show God how little I really think that I need Him, by neglecting to spend time with Him with morning studies, prayer and quiet time.  Love it when God uses my life as an object lesson to lead me back to HIM!