Tortillas

One of the things that I miss most about the US, is the food. Healthy fare and more urgently, Mexican food. I miss burritos, tacos, enchiladas, tamales, salsa and hot sauce. Whenever someone comes to visit, they usually ask me if I need anything from the US. My answer is always the same:

hot sauce
enchilada sauce
chipotles
and TORTILLAS.

It is true, you can technically buy Old El Paso tortillas at almost any grocery store in Paris. But they aren't the same. I am not sure what bizarre ingredients they include, but the flour tortillas taste like flat, doughy croissants and the corn tortillas taste like flour. So as far as I am concerned, there are no tortillas in Paris. Until now!

Yesterday I received my first shipment of homemade corn tortillas from Paris' first Tortilleria, Mil Amores Tortilleria.  Thank God for Louis Rendon from Candelaria for bringing tacos and now homemade tortillas to Paris. I have made veggie tacos and am anxious to use my last two precious cans of red enchilada sauce on a batch of spinach enchiladas. Of course fare this rare should be shared with friends. So the race is on to get my new kitchen installed so I can have the gang over for Mexican food.

I am starting to feel like Paris might have just about everything I need to live my ideal lifestyle. Well, everything except my GT's grape Kombucha and my US peeps whom I continue to miss immensely. The tortillas help to lessen that void.