Seahawks 42, Arizona Style Enchiladas with Homemade Corn Tortillas and Salsa 21

This fall we are combining our love of the football and our dream of learning to cook. On Sunday morning, following a trip to a local farmer’s market/major supermarket chain, we will be preparing a meal from the city of the Seahawks opponent. Then at halftime we will throw our badly burned hands in the air and make hot dogs.

Seahawks vs. Arizona Style Enchiladas with Homemade Corn Tortillas and Salsa preview

When preparing food from the Southwest, it's important to get help from someone who grew up in North London, our mom. Not only is she way stronger than your mom, she is also an incredible cook.

We were also a few days overdue with a Mother's Day gift, and what better way to say thanks for going nine months without a drink than inviting ourselves over to make salsa in her kitchen.
The first thing she did was of course make us tea. After that and our usual cryfest (No one at work understands me!), we told her our plan.

She then, fearing that we were serious, suggested that instead of marinating ground beef in vinegar and "Southwest" spices overnight, try browning the meat with the salsa in a pan. Much better. We set about making the salsa, which was wonderfully easy to make using her food processor. She even left me push the buttons a few times.

The recipe called for one cup of minced cilantro, however, since we love that stuff more than a healthy DJ Hackett, we're putting in two (suck it cooks.com). The cilantro along with the tomatoes, jalapeños, onions, and lime juice sat in our fridge overnight.

The salsa and enchiladas were easy. Making the tortillas was the hard part.

We tried rolling them thin between wax paper and saran wrap. Each time the dough stuck to everything. We added more oil to the mix. It made things a little better, but ultimately making tortillas isn’t as easy as it looks easy as they when they're being made at Rosita's by that lady who totally has a thing for us.

We managed to crank some out, but they broke apart easily and didn't quite taste right. Maybe a tortilla press would have helped, but we think we just messed up the dough.

We took a break cursing at the tortilla clumps in perfect Spanish to call our mom who made the suggestion that saved the meal "Why not just buy them at the store?" Brilliant.

The rest was easy. Just dip the tortillas in red chili sauce, add the cheese and salsaey meat, add more cheese, some more cheese, and then finally a layer of cheese.

We had just enough for our two housemates, and the seven others who showed up to watch the Inconvenient Truf lead the Hawks to the division title.

Next Week—Seahawks @ Grits and Ham with Applesauce, 10am