Ahh, the sweet success of a Miracle Tortilla.  It feels so good when it turns out like this.  I could almost hear the Hallelujah Chorus as I put the tortilla on the mantle and admired it.  I poured myself a celebratory G&T.

The memory of my frustration the previous night faded and a warm feeling of serenity filled my throat.

That night, I slept sleep soundly, in my own bed.