And since we're on the subject...

Speaking of food, I may not be able to make biscuits as well as a two year old, but tonight's traditional Easter dinner of Mexican breakfast proved that I have mastered the art of the homemade flour tortilla.

When Sister Lal in Fiji was teaching me how to roll out the dough for roti, which is incredibly similar to flour tortillas, I begged her to tell me how she got hers to bubble up so beautifully. She said it would come with practice. There were no tips or tricks. And she was right. It was beautifully bubbly tonight.