Tortillas:
The Promise and the Tragedy
by
Jeffrey A. Tucker
Every
evening was a magic evening in the household of Mrs. Rede, who lived
across the street and made fresh flour tortillas for dinner every
day, in her kitchen that smelled of cumin and peppers, and in which
hung a captivating Aztec calendar that enticed me with pagan charms.
There was no
rolling pin anywhere in sight. She would mix up the ingredients
(recipe? What recipe?) and let them rest in a bowl in the shape
of balls.
As dinner hour
approached, she would flatten them with her hands in some special
way and put them on an iron griddle one by one, and place them each
in a plate with another plate on top. They were always there
flat, fresh, slightly toasted but always moist in the middle
of the table, free for the taking and stuffing, by anyone, anytime,
and they were always perfect.
Can you imagine?
How many of
us have attempted to make tortillas? Many many. But we don't have
the mastery that is necessary. You can spend an hour and come up
with a decent result but at great expense of time and energy. And
why do it when there are so many wonderful and seemingly authentic
brands of tortillas on sale at the store?
But now let
us face the tragedy. As good as these store-bought tortillas look
in the package, they never quite make it to the table in a form
that seems right. You can turn them into enchiladas of course. But
that's no great thrill. What you really want are burritos: a clean
package that forms around the insides in a way that conforms to
the ideal of the Rede's house or a great Mexican restaurant.
But here's
what happens. You try to wrap stuff in them, and they begin to sort
of crack in strange places. Yes, you can roll them like a carpet
but that's sort of silly. (Don't get me started on so-called wraps
and "roll ups.") There's the option of placing them in the microwave,
but that just creates a warm version of the same problem. You can
place them on a griddle, but that just creates a hard exterior and
can even make the cracking problem worse.
It turns out
that there is a way around this problem, and forgive me if you already
know of this. Maybe I'm the last person on earth to discover this,
but just in case, I'm going to lay it all out here.
My discovery
began with a visit to one of those fast Mexican food stops, the
kind where you stand behind the counter and order the ingredients
of your choice. I ordered the steak burrito. They took out a tortilla
and put it into some magic steam machine for a few seconds, which
made it pliable, stretchy, and cooked. Then they added ingredients
and packed them in tight. They snapped it closed to create a neat
and clean packet of joy.
Ah, so steam
is the secret! But how can you do this at home? I lost sleep one
night thinking this through and finally it hit me.
The next morning,
it was breakfast burrito time, using a new technique. I pulled out
a large pot and filled it one-third full of water (hot water, to
save time). I set it to boil hard. On top of the pot, I set a pie-cooling
rack. Really anything will work: a pizza pan with holes, a cookie
cooling rack, anything that will hold something solid and let steam
through them.
Once the eggs,
salsa, and cheese were completed in the pan next to the pot, I set
my first store-bought tortilla on top of the rack and let the steam
rise. Wow, it works! I left it there for about 15 seconds, flipped
it over, and did the same, and took it off. What I had here was
a tortilla transformed.
Now I added
the egg-cheese mixture, turned the sides in, and rolled it up. The
folding action at the end was a snap. It adhered together on all
sides, like it was meant to be shaped that way. The whole package
cooled in a couple of minutes and it was ready to eat. No crumbs,
no folds, not tears, no leaks. It was perfect!
Oh
Mama Rede, have mercy on me for not making my own! I would never
presume to attempt to recreate your nightly wonders! But with the
aide of commerce and a bit of kitchen ingenuity, we may finally
have a system that comes close to replicating that ideal you created
for all of us who had the pleasure of watching your hands at work!
The tortilla:
from promise, to tragedy, and back again.
July
20, 2006
Jeffrey
Tucker [send him mail]
is editorial vice president of www.Mises.org.
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