First attempt at sourdough tortillas happened tonight. I got the dough made. Let it proof, ready to roll these bitches out and realize…I can’t find my rolling pin. Which feels pretty fitting after my little rant the other day about pouring my heart into this shit, trying to grow a page, making actual content, baking my ass off, handing out free bread, and still struggling for every follower while other people point at buttons on a screen and gain thousands.
So, I started whining, then I remembered something important. I have a bottles of wine. Tortillas are now rolled. I named my blog months in advance for this exact moment, now that the tortillas are rolled, I can crack this bitch open and wine-d down.
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