Taco Tuesday Pozole (or any day of the week)
I love food traditions. Things that you start and keep or things that you’ve carried down from generation to generation. This one is something that we created together. My husband and I, bringing our families together after 13 1/2 years of wandering in the desert.
When we got married in 2020, we instituted this New Year’s Day meal into our repertoire to represent the symphony or our chaotic lives. That is our cultural backgrounds, Mexican, American, and Middle Eastern, the fusing of a family of 7 and all the smells and sounds that come with it. Because no matter what the day looks like, or the desperation of the world around us, the food is the glue that holds us and our heritage together when the discord of life wants to pull us apart.
On the beach in Zihuatanejo, Mexico
There is such an epic culmination of flavors in this dish. The broth made from the dried chiles is out of...