The video ends with the boy taking a massive bite of a butter-dripping tortilla, his face covered in white flour and a huge grin. In the background, you can hear a Tejano band playing at the neighbor's BBQ, perfectly underscoring the bizarre, beautiful fusion of their lives.

"Is not a map, is a meal!" she shouts. She throws the misshapen dough onto the heat. The video catches the exact moment the tortilla puffs up, a perfect balloon of steam and toasted gold. The Ending

She is standing over a massive cast-iron comal, but she isn't making crepes or kolaches. She is teaching her six-year-old grandson, whom she affectionately calls her (a cheeky Czech endearment meaning "little butt"), the secret to the perfect flour tortilla.

The video opens with shaky, handheld camera work. It’s a hot July afternoon in San Antonio, 2008. In the center of the frame is , a Czech grandmother who moved to Texas forty years ago, wearing a faded "Don’t Mess with Texas" apron over a traditional floral dress.