In Which I Write La Tortilla Factory

Readers, I must confess. I have a harrowing addiction. To tortillas. I try not to let it control my life, but one lonely, desperate night, in the throes of feverish itch, I submitted to primordial instinct and sent the long-form equivalent of "sup?" to my main supplier. 

A full TWO MONTHS went by. I had given up hope long before then. But then, there was this.

 Oh, great vessel! What magic lies within ye?

Oh, great vessel! What magic lies within ye?

 A note! To me!

A note! To me!

 Omg-omg-omg-omg

Omg-omg-omg-omg

 In order, the three greatest sights a human can behold: Baby Jesus, the Taj Mahal, and this.

In order, the three greatest sights a human can behold: Baby Jesus, the Taj Mahal, and this.

This did my addiction no favors, but my tastebuds many flavors. Bless you, o great factory of yumminess.