I recently bought myself a new cast iron tortilla press, as my old one had finally conked out. Granted, my old tortilla press was absolutely authentic: Manufactured in Mexico, silver tin plated, hinged with a flaking, rusty cotter pin. It was a perfect Mexican corn tortilla press.
However, continuing in my tortilla presses tradition of authenticity, it was malformed. The top and bottom plates didn’t match perfectly. When pressing a corn tortilla, one side of the tortilla would be thick and fat, the opposite side would be pressed so thinly it was almost transparent. My tortillas cooked unevenly, and didn’t roll into a taco very well. My old tortilla press made me look like I didn’t know how to make good tortillas. But alas, I am thrifty, and thrifty has its price: bad tortillas.
After decades of suffering, I finally bought myself a new tortilla press. Yes folks, I get a nice discount at my own Latin kitchen market in San Antonio, but it was one of those errands that went uncompleted.
When I buy a new lipstick or cosmetic, I keep it in the original packaging for a while, as it prolongs the thrill of the purchase. I have yet to take my new IMUSA tortilla press out of the box. Shiny and pristine, I am going to put that tortilla press through the wringer, making dozens of hot, corn tortillas for my family. Right now I am just enjoying its newness.
And like a new lipstick, I imagine my new tortilla press will make me look like a corn tortilla master!