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Thursday, April 18, 2013

A Feast for the Senses, Eating My Way Through Mexico

I haven’t written in my blog for so long, but I had a good reason. I took an almost 2 ½ week vacation to Mexico. I haven’t taken a real vacation for something approaching seven years. Since I felt 2+ weeks was a long time to be gone from work, I worked extra hard up until the day I left, March 10, to wrap things up at work and make sure my co-workers wouldn’t have too much to handle while I was gone. Because of this, my blog fell by the wayside in the weeks prior to my departure. As for since my return, well, let’s just say things have been very chaotic since then. I might write more about that later, but for now, suffice it to say, my career and my future are a little bit up in the air. But for now, I’d like to think about happy memories, so I will tell you a little bit about my trip to Mexico.

I went to Mexico with a tour group. I learned about this tour through a blogger I had recently started to follow: Wandering Earl. I didn’t know a soul that was going on this tour, but, as it turned out, that was also true for all but one couple that went on the tour. There ended up being twelve of us, Derek Baron, aka Wandering Earl originally from Massachusetts; his sidekick, fellow travel blogger and tour group herder Anil Polat, aka Fox Nomad originally from Turkey; a lovely married couple from California, via Canada originally; and eight single women including me. I was the lone Minnesotan in the group. Two women were from Chicago, two were from Australia, one was from New Zealand, one was from California (originally from the Philippines), and one was from Colorado (originally from Russia). We had a fabulous time, a beyond-fabulous time, something I attribute in no small part to the excellent and diverse group of individuals on this trip.

We visited several locations and got a really good taste for the Yucatan Penisula, Central Highlands, and Southwestern parts of Mexico. I flew into Cancun and met up with my group in Playa del Carmen. It was a leisurely, beach-front start to our vacation and gave us all a great opportunity to get to know each other.
Italian gelato not far from the beaches of Playa del Carmen
Over the course of the next several days, we had the opportunity to visit several Mayan ruins in the area, including Tulum, Chichén Itzá, and Palenque as well as the Aztec ruins of Monte Albán. We visited charming cities with amazing architectural features including Valladolid and the splendor of Izamal, the city of all yellow buildings, where we climbed the ruins of Kinich Kak Moo. We floated past crocodiles through the Sumidero Canyon.

We visited San Juan Chamula and Zinacantan (the place of flowers). The sustainable farming practices of that area were so cool to see, including seeing some simple, terrace farming. Parts of the hillsides reminded me of Tuscany. Sheep, chickens, rabbits, and turkeys were the most commonly spotted farm animals.

Oh how I cracked up seeing the bunnies and chickens together in the same pen. They really appeared to enjoy hanging out.
We saw the most incredible church in San Juan Chamula (but weren't allowed to photograph the inside) where pine needles and thousands of candles covered the floor (see Wandering Earl’s article The Most Amazing Church I’ve Ever Seen & Can’t Show You). If you were hoping to rid yourself of a spiritual problem you would bring a chicken with you into the church and a medicine man or woman would periodically feel your pulse. According to the medicine man or woman when your pulse was calm your spiritual problem had entered into the chicken, which they would then kill and bury.

We visited a family home where they made us homemade tortillas with white beans and crushed pumpkin seeds and gave us a shot of "Posh" which is an alcohol which is about 80 proof on its own. For us, they mixed it with a little Hibiscus juice to make it more palatable. We saw some beautiful hand woven handicrafts at this home, as well.


We spent a few days each in the much bigger cities of San Cristóbal de las Casas and Oaxaca, the first reminding me more of what I had thought of when I pictured a traditional Mexican city, and the latter more sophisticated and European feeling—very much reminding me of a cosmopolitan city in Spain.
Various market candies of San Cristóbal de las Casas
Marzipan-like duck
Various Market Baked Goods of San Cristóbal de las Casas
I could go on and on into much more detail giving you a play by play of each day’s activities, but I will leave that up to our fearless leader, who has already written quite a lot about the trip. You can find his articles here:
Recap of Wander Across Mexico Tour
I Bought A Zoo While Traveling in Mexico
Is Mexico Safe To Visit?

Since my blog is, after all, supposed to be a cooking blog, not a travel blog, I am going to spend the rest of my space telling you a little bit about the food I tried. You can also read a more extensive blog about the food experience, on the Wandering Earl site, as well, Oh How I Love To Eat In Mexico!

Since I didn’t want to have a lot to carry with me (I prefer to travel light) I didn’t bring my nicer, that is, bigger camera. That means my photos were all taken on my iPhone 3, which iPhone aficionados will know is the version of the iPhone that did not come with a flash for the camera, so it goes without saying that these photos are low resolution. Hopefully they will be just enough to whet your appetite to take off to a new location to try some new and tasty tidbits of your own.
Eggs and Avocado over a green chili sauce
Alambres de Pollo: chicken, cheese, and veggies

Chicken on a grill in a village just outside Chichén Itzá
Having a bit of a Cheetos addiction, I made a point to try all the flavors Mexico offers, as well as some new non-Cheetos chip flavors. I wasn't too impressed, if I'm being honest with you.
Especially gross was the Horneados in the purple pack that came with a side packet of salsa that you were to pour over the top. Cheetos fingers are one thing, but Cheetos fingers also covered in sticky salsa--yuck!
Chicken in Valladolid
Cream of Broccoli Soup
Tequila tasting with the lovely single ladies of my tour group (from left to right): Queenie, Anastasia, Rashelle, me, Cindy, Alison, Michelle, and Laura
Azteca Soup (chicken soup with lime and tortillas)
Delicious fried plantains with rice and a lovely side cream that tasted like yoghurt and sour cream.
Terrible photo of best soup EVER--in a darkened restaurant, late at night, Carrot Soup in the city of Palenque--so delicious!
Chicken Caesar Salad with YUM more avocados. The avocados were SO FRESH in Mexico. I ate them every chance I got.
Mushrooms and cheese
Empanadas with fresh guacamole
Baked goods basket that came with breakfast in Oaxaca
Fresh fruit vendors were everywhere. Most commonly-sold fruit was papayas, watermelon, cantaloupe, and pineapple.
Mexicans love their meat.
Fried chapulines with chile, that's crickets to you and me!
Yes, I tried the crickets--actually, I even tried two.
Mexican salad
Tomato Soup

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Hamming It Up!

I'm starting to realize a lot of the recipes in my mom’s recipe box aren’t so much recipes as a collection of ingredients, where it’s up to the reader to determine how to put everything together and, in some cases, in what quantities. Well, so much for taking the guesswork out of cooking. Case in point is this recipe I found for ham soup. Growing up, I remember my mom making steaming pots of this delicious soup and was looking forward to recreating it, but I’ll admit the recipe card seemed to have left off a lot of detail. Hmmm. Does that say "simmer ham bone @ onion"? What does that mean???
You know those cooking competition shows, like Top Chef and MasterChef, where the contestants put together all their dishes off the top of their heads? I’m fascinated by that. To me, that kind of talent is in the same league as those one needs to be a rocket scientist. I’m more of a follow-the-recipe-to-the-tee kind of gal. That said, as I’ve gotten older, I’ve thrown caution to the wind more and more and tweaked recipes or substituted different ingredients. How has that turned out for me? Not so well, to be honest with you. I would say I have about a 25% success rate—meaning when I try to be a little creative with my cooking, I end up with a dish I would make again about 1 in 4 times. So, a natural-born cook I am not. This we can definitely establish. I like to cook, though, and I especially love to spend hours pouring over cookbooks, cooking magazines, and cooking blogs—so if passion counts for anything, I guess I’ve got that going for me, at least.
With this recipe, I knew I would have to step out on a limb again and guess at how to put it together. I remembered, from seeing my mom make the recipe, that the ham had to have a bone in it. Something about the bone is critical, I guess. I’m going to guess it gives the broth some flavor. I didn’t want to have to buy a ham the size of Texas, though. I am, after all, just a single gal. I felt I had seen ham steaks with bones in them, but I had a heck of a time locating such a thing—it was at the very end of the ham aisle and I stared right past it for a good several minutes. But I found it. Success! (Success knowing my memory does still work, that is.)

I knew I was going to make this soup in a crockpot, but I thought I should still cook up the ham first, which I did for 350 degrees for 12 minutes (just following the instructions on the helpful ham packaging).
So, here’s the actual recipe minus the confusing bit I referenced above:

Ham Soup

  • Ham
  • Onion
  • Carrots
  • Potatoes
  • Celery
  • Green Pepper
  • Cabbage
  • Canned Peas and Juice 
  • Salt
  • Pepper
  • 1 C Tomato Sauce

Hmmm, again. So, now I have a cooked ham, what to do with the rest? I decided to fill up my crock pot (my crock pot is small, just like my tiny kitchen) with equal parts of the vegetables and let it simmer the night away.
I washed the potato skins and cut the potatoes in quarters for faster cooking and easier eating.
I washed and threw in the baby carrots, as is.

I added four stalks of celery, which I chopped up into moderately small chunks.
I ended up using about a half a yellow onion (I went with yellow—aren’t they supposed to be sweeter than white?).

Then I added a whole green pepper and about half the bag of cabbage (you didn’t think I was going to chop up a cabbage from scratch, did you? Hey, I work eleven hour days and have a packed reality-television-show-watching calendar—my recipes have to be able to be put together in 30 minutes or less).

Fresh Express Cole Slaw
Finally, I added a ton of salt and pepper—I really shook the heck out of my salt and pepper shakers. I was a little worried that the ONLY seasoning for this soup recipe was salt and pepper. I didn’t want to deviate from the recipe, as the whole point of this blog is to follow my mom's and grandmas’ recipes to a tee (well, as much as you can follow a recipe with no measurements and no directions), but I felt I needed to add flavor, so I erred on the side of lots of pepper and lots of salt.
I added the one cup tomato sauce (which I think is the same as 8 ounces, which is what my tomato sauce can happened to hold) to the top.
Contadina Roma Style Tomatoes Sauce

Finally, I topped it off with my cooked ham including that very important bone in the ham, that I knew was critical to this recipe’s success.
Then, I sat down for a minute to watch Dancing with the Stars. As I sat there, I thought “Will that little can of tomato sauce provide enough moisture?” I knew, or I at least thought, that the vegetables would give off some moisture as they cooked, but shouldn’t I also be adding water or broth? The more I write, the more I realize how very little I know about cooking. I should have named this blog “Musings of a Cooking Imbecile,” but I digress.

Anyhow, I concluded that “Duh, the recipe does say it’s a soup and soup needs liquid of some kind” (besides a small can of tomato sauce) so I opened the can of peas, which I was planning to add later in the cooking (because I didn’t want the peas to turn mushy), and I added the liquid from the peas to the crock pot. But then I thought that still didn’t look like enough liquid, so I added two cups of water. That brought the water level almost to the top of my small crock pot. “Oh dear, I’ve added too much moisture now,” I thought. But I left well enough alone and didn’t try to drain any of the water off.

About three hours into the cooking, I added the peas.
Butter Kernel Small Young Peas
I cooked everything on low from about 7:00 at night until 6:00 the next morning. Do I think it really needs to cook for 11 hours? Probably 6-8 hours would be sufficient (whenever the potatoes and carrots are soft) but the convenience of the crock pot of course, is you can throw everything in at night and let it sit until you’re ready to deal with it again.

Was the recipe a success? To be honest with you, I think it needed more seasoning. In spite of the liberal and furious shaking of my salt and pepper shakers, I don’t think it did enough to add punch to everything. I would be curious what kind of seasoning would have made the difference. My co-workers tell me bay leaf is the thing to throw in all soups. What other seasonings work well with ham? At the end of the day, too, I think I have become more of a cream-based soup lover over the years. I must crave all that delicious fat that heavy creams and cheeses add.

The true test will be if my co-workers eat it up. I always bring all my cooking experiments to work the next day, as I can never eat all the food myself. We’ll see what they think. They seem to like even my epic cooking failures—or maybe they’re just being polite. They never leave any leftovers, though.