So I have a question:
What is a girl living all by herself to do with such an obscene amount of corn tortillas?
Yep, that’s right. That right there is ONE HUNDRED corn tortillas. Send help.
Wait no, not really. I think I’ve got this under control.
I may or may not be in said tortilla situation. If you’re like me, here’s what you can do:
Make tacos, tacos, and more tacos!
or enchiladas!
or tostadas!
Cut them up and stick them in the oven to make your own baked tortilla chips!
Or! You can do as I did just a few days ago and make some baked chicken taquitos.
I didn’t follow the recipe exactly, but they still came out great! They were super easy to make, too. Totally had that legit crunch factor.
I think my package of tortillas might secretly be magic. I’ve been eating taquitos for what seems like a century, and I swear that package is just getting more and more full.
I’m pretty sure the best option for me is just to befriend 9348 people and invite them over for a make your own taco party.
And then I’ll make a quick note to myself: Never buy the hundred pack.
Quest for Delicious 