I love the harmony of all the ingredients on my tortilla chip. I'd like to say that my childhood home was always like this, but it wasn't like that. There were arguments and arguments. There were times when my father and I just couldn't fit in and we brought out the worst in each other. We always love each other and strive to improve each other, sometimes we just don't succeed. If the tomatoes were rotten or we added cinnamon instead of cayenne pepper, the sauce would taste terrible. The same is true in my family. When one of us is in a bad mood or has a difficult day, it negatively affects the family