The aroma was simply overwhelming and
unmistakable, roasting meat of some sort. Perhaps beef, or pork, I wasn't exactly
sure but it was remarkable, as if I as true carnivore, had died and gone to
heaven. Mary and I had been invited to an old friend's house to take a
lesson on the construction of homemade tamales. Tamales are a Christmas
tradition for many families and we wanted to learn the technique for our own
holiday. After the obligatory greetings and small talk I blurted out,
"what in the heck are you cooking?" Max, our friend, took me to
his oven and opened the door. For a brief moment I was stunned, but I did
my best to conceal my shock. There in the oven, roasted to a nice dark
brown color, was a whole cow's head. Sensing my apprehension, Max said
the meat on a cow's head makes the best tamales and I would love it. He
was not wrong. Ever since that day nearly 30 years ago we have tried to
make tamales at least once a year. It's a very labor intensive process
but well worth the effort. If you ever come to our home and smell what
seems to be an amazing pot roast in the oven don't be surprised at what you
find if you take a peek.
I guess I should have looked in the oven yesterday;)
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