Invasion Of The Christmas Turkey Dinner
When I first visited Mexico I remember seeing a gaunt cremated creature reposing in a giant olla covered in chocolate sauce. "What the hell is that?" I asked "Es un guajalote" came the answer ...
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I'll never forget what happened at the Espinoza's in the late sixties. I gave them a gift of a quart of Tabasco sauce.
"What do Americans know about salsa?" asked Lupe
First week the salsa sat on the table seal unbroken
Second week, the seal was broken and a minute amount was missing
Then came wholesale dropping of the liquid level.
Finally when just a bit remained, Lupe came to me and asked
"Would it be possible for you to bring more?"
My family had never experienced golden sweet corn. Then I brought a 2 kilogram bag of Empress seed corn, planted a bunch and fought the ravenous pests off. Jesus was stunned when he saw each stalk bearing two to three ears. I prepared steamed elotes Mexican style. With mayo or butter. Never seen eyebrows raised to the hairline en masse before.
They love American style corn now. But of course USA corn isn't fit for tortillas or tamales -- nor any variety of masa.
There is so much to explore. With a very restricted salt diet I purchase tostadas and enjoy a more authentic corn tortilla. The girls love authentic British shepherd's pie. With lamb (carnero)
And American style peas. Mexican peas should be treated as though they are USA shotgun grade buckshot.
And hysterics erupts at the table when I load a tortilla with mashed potatoes.
Got quail? Baste it with Donald Duck brand frozen orange juice concentrate. Cook beans with bacon and piloncillo, shaved cones of brown sugar.
But don't mess with the girl's hotcakes. Strictly adorned solely with butter, and maple syrup.
The next surprise will be Tabasco green Jalapeno sauce. Atop almost ripe mango slices.
"What do Americans know about salsa?" asked Lupe
First week the salsa sat on the table seal unbroken
Second week, the seal was broken and a minute amount was missing
Then came wholesale dropping of the liquid level.
Finally when just a bit remained, Lupe came to me and asked
"Would it be possible for you to bring more?"
My family had never experienced golden sweet corn. Then I brought a 2 kilogram bag of Empress seed corn, planted a bunch and fought the ravenous pests off. Jesus was stunned when he saw each stalk bearing two to three ears. I prepared steamed elotes Mexican style. With mayo or butter. Never seen eyebrows raised to the hairline en masse before.
They love American style corn now. But of course USA corn isn't fit for tortillas or tamales -- nor any variety of masa.
There is so much to explore. With a very restricted salt diet I purchase tostadas and enjoy a more authentic corn tortilla. The girls love authentic British shepherd's pie. With lamb (carnero)
And American style peas. Mexican peas should be treated as though they are USA shotgun grade buckshot.
And hysterics erupts at the table when I load a tortilla with mashed potatoes.
Got quail? Baste it with Donald Duck brand frozen orange juice concentrate. Cook beans with bacon and piloncillo, shaved cones of brown sugar.
But don't mess with the girl's hotcakes. Strictly adorned solely with butter, and maple syrup.
The next surprise will be Tabasco green Jalapeno sauce. Atop almost ripe mango slices.
