In my seventh attempt at cooking I made chicken enchiladas. I decided to make the corn tortillas myself, which was not a simple task, considering I didn’t use a tortilla press. And they’re fragile when homemade, so when I folded the enchiladas, I looked like the guy in an infomercial exaggerating how difficult it is to fold fitted sheets.
They turned out yummy nonetheless, so take that, prepackaged everything.
