Enchiladas
On Monday (3-26) James and I had enchiladas for dinner. As I was making them I remember the first time I made them. My dad called me into the kitchen to help him make these things. Knowing me I probably put up a fight. Anyways we started making these. I had to help brown the burger, warm up the shells, put the meat in the shells, add the cheese, put them in the pan. Over the years, I was probably early teenage when my dad first called me into the kitchen, I have come a long way in making them. My parents would send me to the store to buy the ingredients and then have me make them. Which was fine since I liked them especially the next day for lunch. I remember sometime in the first year of my marriage (i'll be married 2 in May) my dad called me up saying he bought the ingredients. He wanted me to come make it for them and then told me that James and I could stay for dinner. Also fine by me since it was a free meal even if I had to cook. :) When I make them I learn that flour tortil...