You can never tell the secrets a tortilla holds. I am not referring to what this deceptively plain wrapper carries between its folds: the al pastor licked with heat and pineapple or some impossibly tender cochinita pibil. I mean the hundred thousand mysteries packed and pressed and flattened into the unleavened bread: the ancient process… Continue reading The third wave of masa has arrived—here are 3 people redefining the tortilla in KC