This time of year, especially, everything looks and smells so tasty. Everyone begins baking and offering the most delicious of delicious cakes, cookies, candies and tamales.
I grew up in a home where it was mandatory to make tamales every Christmas. Man.da.tory. You had to be present and accounted for if you even thought you might want to eat one during the holiday season. We learned early on how to hold the oja in one hand, spread the masa on, spoon in a bit of meat, add an olive and close the thing up for consumption at a later time or date.
We generally made them Christmas Eve during the day. That night family and friends would gather at the house and we'd eat tamales all the way through to New Years Eve. I never tired of them and gained at least five pounds every year during the holidays.
We made a variety of them; pork, chicken, cheese, I can even remember making bean tamales. If that ain't Mexican, I don't know what is! Bean Tamales! Some tamales were laced with jalapeños, some sweet and some were filled with corn. There isn't anything we didn't try.
I haven't made them for a time now so I wonder if I still have a hand for it. I really should give it a shot. Christmas is just not Christmas without them and my family has gotten into the habit of buying them instead of making them. So now that Christmas day has passed, and before we get into New Years Eve, I've decided I just have to try it.
This week I'll be going out to buy all the ingredients. I'm not the best of cooks, but neither am I the worst. I frequently feed friends and family. When there are parties, I'm often elected or offer to do the cooking. It all gets eaten and we haven't lost anyone yet so my cooking can't be all that bad, right? Humor me, please.
The most sexiest food in the world. Once you taste one tamale, u will fall completely in love with them.
DAMN YO, THOSE TAMALES WERE GOOD.