Kitchen Vagabond

Kitchen Vagabond

David Gilbert

Language: English

Pages: 133

ISBN: 074148000X

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Between arriving to the now gringo-laden metropolis of Cancún to canoeing the rivers of Chiapas, Mexico, there were numerous impactful moments when I was seduced by food. It started with Tita (Carolina's Grandmother), who may have never received formal training in the kitchen but acquired her skills like most Latin women, by watching and tasting in the kitchen with her own mother. There is no other way to say this--Tita was an inspiration to me and I wouldn't have become engaged in what the home cook was preparing had it not been for her wisdom. I spent countless hours by Tita's side, as we prepared dinner each day. We did not speak the same language. I was quick to learn you can easily communicate through food, and when I would make a mistake, she was quick to tap the top of my hand as if I were a misbehaving school boy, and then look up and smile. There isn't enough paper or keystrokes to express my genuine love for what this amazing woman opened my eyes to.

15 poblano chili peppers
1 cup of canola oil
5 medium, yellow onions, thinly sliced
2 cups of Mexican crema
1 cup queso fresco

Flash-fry the poblano chili peppers, until blistered. Set them aside in a covered bowl for 20 minutes, then remove the skins, seed, and slice them into ½ inch-wide strips.

Heat a large sauté pan on medium-high heat and sauté the onions in the canola oil. Add the sliced onions and continue to cook until soft. Add the poblano strips and cook together for 3 to 5 minutes. Fold in the Mexican creama and just before serving, add the crumbled queso fresco. Adjust with seasoning, using kosher salt and fresh, white pepper.

Tita always served me this dish with freshly made tortillas and rice on the side.

In recent years Tita's health has been deteriorating. I wanted to make sure she was recognized for her natural kitchen talents and beyond that, what she meant (and still does) mean to me.

¡Gracias Tita!

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