Tortillas take two

Part of yesterday's excitement came from my very first attempt to make tortillas from scratch. While less glamorous than I would have hoped, in the main, they were a success (always remembering this was virgin territory for me). On my first attempt, I thought the dough might have been too dry, so today (take two), was my attempt to remedy that.

Turns out the dough wasn't too dry yesterday. It was just about just right. The main problem seems to be that I don't have a tortilla press. Yet. I tried rolling out the tortillas between a slit open ziplock bag, as advised (this works pretty well), but nothing (not a 'flat'-bottomed pan, not my rolling pin, not some sort of improved cheese plate, not a jar) really worked.

I also used my non-stick skillet, which, despite having come recommended, was truly a mistake. You really need to crank up the heat for the tortillas to come out like actual tortillas, and charred bits of tortilla remnants seem to have permanently burned themselves into the teflon coating.

Which leads back to my obsession with seasoned, cast-iron skillets. I need one. I've been shopping around, but having blown it by missing an amazing deal last year at Williams Sonoma of all places, the best deal I've found (and it's a strictly average deal, at that) is at Honest Ed's. I kind of expected to find someone's granny's skillet at the Goodwill, seasoned with love, as opposed to industrial-strength oil, but that was not to be. Ed it is. I'll post about my next tortilla attempt (with photos) once I'm adequately equipped.