Ever sat in Mass, looking up at the statues of the apostles and the Virgin and thought, "Mmm, that sure does make me hungry!"  Well, neither have I, and unless you've been in a plane crash in the Andes, you probably have not, either. 

But you might feel differently, after reading about a miraculous appearance of the Virgin in a block of chocolate. 

If you are like me (and I hope for your family's sake that you are not), you probably lie awake at night wondering, "Jesus always gets to appear on tortillas and tostadas.  But what about Satan?  What about his needs and feelings?"  

 Yes, yes, I know the site is called MiracleTortilla, and it's all about tortillas.  So creating a miracle Jesus on toast seems almost, well, blasphemous.  But I couldn't help myself.

I mean, when I read about miracles appearing on grilled cheese sandwiches and that sort of thing, I start to worry.  I have made a decision to specialize in tortillas, spending years studying both theology and Southwestern cooking.  This single-minded pursuit has cost me thousands of dollars and the respect of over six people. 

The nice thing about a Miracle Tortilla like this, aside from the shocked faces my coworkers when I claimed that this was the burrito I got at the company cafeteria, is the nice dark patch of the beard. 

I mean, when I was scorching that with the heat gun, and the tortilla was bubbling and burning, and the kitchen was filling with smoke, and I was half drunk with creative power and schnapps, it just made me feel like, like an artist or something.