Last night was taco night at our house. The ground beef was done. The lettuce and tomatoes were all chopped up. The tortillas were warmed up after a short spin in the microwave.
John made his first soft taco and then took a big bite. Then he made a funny face. "This doesn't taste quite right." It wasn't the beef or the other fixings. He said it was the tortilla. I nibbled on a piece of mine and tasted the most strangest tortilla I've ever had in my life. It was thick but spongy and rubbery and a bit raw tasting.
John made his first soft taco and then took a big bite. Then he made a funny face. "This doesn't taste quite right." It wasn't the beef or the other fixings. He said it was the tortilla. I nibbled on a piece of mine and tasted the most strangest tortilla I've ever had in my life. It was thick but spongy and rubbery and a bit raw tasting.
[the bad guy, spongy tortillas]
I then tried to heat up the tortillas using the skillet. That also failed to tranform the spongy tortillas into something edible.
My last resort was oil. A big honking pot of oil. I cut the tortillas into small triangles and deep fried them to make crispy chips.
Deep frying, thank you for rescuing our taco night. =)
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