You are right about it being hard to find good chile rellenos. As a half-Mexican gal born in Austin, TX and then transplanted to Colorado as a pre-teen, I've eaten a lot of Mexican and Tex-Mex food, and it definitely is one of those dishes that is oddly easy to mess up though it doesn't seem like it should be.
My mother grew up in Paris, one of 11 children, and had memories of bomb shelters and only flour and water to eat, as well as raucous family meals.[What else could they have been with 11 children?]When she landed in America as a young girl, she paid her way by assisting the dietitian with all the meals at her Ann Arbor, Michigan school.So family tradition,hunger and a decidedly forward thinking school cook all led to food and dinner time being somewhat of an obsession.My mother would always prepare a 2 and sometimes 3 course meal for us.Working beside Mama in the kitchen was a cloth woven with long periods of comfortable silences,confessions,laughing and the intricate ballet required when you have more than one person in a New York City apartment kitchen.What I write here has so much to do with this woman who would literally swoon eating a marron glace. Appreciation, gratitude and wonder.She had those and I hope to share some with you.
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ReplyDeleteYUM! They look really tasty!
ReplyDeleteYou are right about it being hard to find good chile rellenos. As a half-Mexican gal born in Austin, TX and then transplanted to Colorado as a pre-teen, I've eaten a lot of Mexican and Tex-Mex food, and it definitely is one of those dishes that is oddly easy to mess up though it doesn't seem like it should be.
ReplyDeleteTry these! I actually saw Matthew swoon after eating these- and he is not a foodie!
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