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Dec. 24th, 2008 01:11 pm7 DOZEN TAMALES IS A LOT OF FUCKING TAMALES, YOU GUYS.
Needless to say, what I have been doing the past two days is make tamales. LOTS OF TAMALES. It's the first time we've ever done it on our own, although of course my grandma was standing over us supervising us to make sure we didn't do something horribly wrong and kill everyone with tamales of death. Which really was a good thing because the recipe we were using? USELESS. Well, not entirely. It was good for what ingredients to use and how much approximately, but it was written by my great-grandmother for someone who has done this many times before, and thus is very not-specific in any way. No temperatures or lengths of time or anything like that. Cook the masa until it's shiny?
So yesterday we made the masa and the sauce (which includes half a pound of chili peppers!) and set them outside to chill, and today we assembled the tamales, a horrendously messy procedure even when you aren't using cheap-ass corn husks from Wal-Mart (never again!), and tonight we will eat wonderful home-made Gautemalen tamales of awesomeness!
I would share the recipe, but I don't think I'm allowed. Honestly. My grandma might kill me. It's a whole secret family recipe thing, she never gives it out to anyone who isn't in the family. And I don't want to risk being attacked by ninjas armed with knitting needles, thanks. So you will just have to content yourselves with imagining how awesome these tamales are.
In "New Mexico Weather is Schizophrenic Or Just Batshit Weird" news, I came out from the store yesterday and it was snowing. WHILE THE SUN WAS SHINING. THERE WERE NO CLOUDS IN THE SKY. WTF NEW MEXICO?
Merry Christmas Eve!
Needless to say, what I have been doing the past two days is make tamales. LOTS OF TAMALES. It's the first time we've ever done it on our own, although of course my grandma was standing over us supervising us to make sure we didn't do something horribly wrong and kill everyone with tamales of death. Which really was a good thing because the recipe we were using? USELESS. Well, not entirely. It was good for what ingredients to use and how much approximately, but it was written by my great-grandmother for someone who has done this many times before, and thus is very not-specific in any way. No temperatures or lengths of time or anything like that. Cook the masa until it's shiny?
So yesterday we made the masa and the sauce (which includes half a pound of chili peppers!) and set them outside to chill, and today we assembled the tamales, a horrendously messy procedure even when you aren't using cheap-ass corn husks from Wal-Mart (never again!), and tonight we will eat wonderful home-made Gautemalen tamales of awesomeness!
I would share the recipe, but I don't think I'm allowed. Honestly. My grandma might kill me. It's a whole secret family recipe thing, she never gives it out to anyone who isn't in the family. And I don't want to risk being attacked by ninjas armed with knitting needles, thanks. So you will just have to content yourselves with imagining how awesome these tamales are.
In "New Mexico Weather is Schizophrenic Or Just Batshit Weird" news, I came out from the store yesterday and it was snowing. WHILE THE SUN WAS SHINING. THERE WERE NO CLOUDS IN THE SKY. WTF NEW MEXICO?
Merry Christmas Eve!