When the automatisms you acquired during your job are invading your private life.
When i was an intern in a big store, i had to fight against the reflex of storing the shelves during my own shopping sessions.
When the automatisms you acquired during your job are invading your private life.
When i was an intern in a big store, i had to fight against the reflex of storing the shelves during my own shopping sessions.
Do you have a press or do you abuela that shit with a carbon steel pan and rolling stick?
I used my hands to flatten them (flour tortillas); I don’t make them anymore due to health reasons.