I know the post title is usually Domestic Girl 101 but today’s lesson is a little more complex than what the average (or below average, there is no shame) 20-something can do on their own. In simpler terms, my mama did 78% of the work while I just helped when everything was finally ready to go. Props to you mama.
Tamales are a holiday traditions for those with a Latino heritage. Ever since I can remember, my family has made tamales when Christmas rolls around. I bet some of you out there have had tamales at restaurants or from a store and let me tell you, they are nothing compared to home made tamales. Especially ours.
So you have your masa (the glue that keeps everything together), the ojas (corn leaves to keep it all in) and the meat (we do some with pork and a chile sauce and some with chicken and a green sauce).
I was once purely a “masa girl” which means I was only allowed to spread the masa on the ojas, not allowed to put the meat in. I eventually graduated to being allowed to do everything but let me tell you, it took a long time. Now mama and I are so good that we can make about 4 dozen in about an hour, hour and a half tops. Talk about champs.
I’ve already promised some of you out there a few tamales when I head back down to La-la land and I intend to keep that promise. You are in a for a real treat.