In Search of my Inner Latina

I made tortillas! Homemade, with the fancy hecho-in-Mexico smasher apparatus. I’m sure there’s an official name for it, but I don’t know what it is. They’re yummy, if I do so say myself. More like small tortilla-like cake pancakes, but good all the same. They looked like tortillas. They smelled like tortillas. They tasted like tortillas. They just... were a lot thicker and generally more gringo-like. Hey, it’s a start!