“In Mexico City . . . my father took me to call on three charming middle-aged Mexican ladies who . . . served the most marvelous dishes . . .—roast duck stuffed with pears and turkey with mole sauce, a [spicy chocolate based] sauce that takes several days to prepare, so complex is its making. And always a there were a pile of steaming-hot tortillas, wrapped in a napkin, at one corner of the table.” (Langston Hughes, From his Autobiography The Big Sea)
Hughes comments about the hot tortillas resonant with the mouth-watering memories engraved in my palate about living in Mexico. I recall the host at the house where I stayed would serve just about every meal with hot tortillas made just around the corner from the house. Neighborhoods of all class distinction had a tortilla vender that produced piping hot government subsidized affordable tortillas. Mexicans served them to me with soups, sautéed mushrooms in rich gravy,filled with guacamole, or refried beans. Refried Beans—usually pinto beans—filled tortillas with cilantro smelling salsa—either red or green and topped with onions, shredded cheese, and lettuce became my favorite association with Mexico. It’s a simple but incredible meal with so many great flavors and a balanced meal too. To replicate the experience here, I purchase packaged Mexican tortillas at bodegas. I’ve learned to make tasty refried beans and homemade salsa and regularly enjoy the tortillas that I heat up in a toaster. The first meal I prepared when courting my wife was Mexican style tacos with hot tortillas. And some nine years later, it’s what she and my two children love to eat. I look forward to the real thing on my coming trip to Mexico City.
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