i made tortillas and beans for dinner last night. i've become so enamored with homemade tortillas that i can't bring myself to buy them at the store anymore, which is both good and bad. it's good because, of course, homemade is better, healthier, all around. but it's bad because i don't always have the time to make my own, or the inclination to cover the entire kitchen - counter tops, floors, everything - with flour. but last night i did, and i'm so glad. and today there will be quesadillas for lunch.
as an aside, while i was cooking the beans, after i had soaked them and sauteed the onion and the garlic, and just as i was about to pour the broth over the pot of yumminess, i realized that i was out of cumin. luckily there was only one child at home with me at the time, and he acquiesced to going with me to the market down the street. the beans were delicious, in the end, and they'll be in the quesadillas at lunch today, too.
but while i was rolling (and rolling and rolling) the tortillas yesterday afternoon, i realized that i have, um, five rolling pins. which seems excessive, even for someone who does a lot of rolling. there is the marble rolling pin we got as a wedding gift that i have never (ever) used, and which weighs about two hundred pounds. there is the old wooden rolling pin with handles that i adopted when we packed up my grandmother's apartment, what seems like many moons ago. there is the
straight pin i bought for myself several years ago, needing one without handles. and, there are still two more.
there is the tiny rolling pin i bought for the kids, but which turns out to be the very, very best for rolling tortillas. it's lightweight, easily maneuverable, you can see it in the first photo; i've grown quite attached to it. and there is the most special rolling pin of all (also in the first photo) - the extra-long, straight, and well-loved rolling pin that belonged to my great-grandmother. it lived with my aunt for many, many years, and when she passed away two years ago, the rolling pin came to live with me.
i think i'll get rid of the others - the marble pin and the straight pin i bought for myself - find them new homes where they will find use and bring enjoyment, while i roll and roll and feel grateful for the history and the future and the possibilities i hold in my hands - and for tortillas and beans. yum.