The here and now... and what and why

Complacency is a trap. At least that’s what I was thinking when I up and left the comfort of a Yankee prep school gig, where I taught music, amongst other things, for 28 years. There was also that life long career as a composer, musician and artist.

First, it was a year in St. Thomas, USVI, working as a reporter and shooting photography and then, a year in San Agustin Etla, Oaxaca, Mexico.
Time passed.
More time passed and a year back in the Athens of America followed by a hasty return to Oaxaca where it is all happening.
A couple of years in San Sebastian Etla and now, just down the road in San Pablo Etla. Life is good.

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Oaxaca, Oaxaca, Mexico
Musician, photographer, videographer, reporter, ex-officio teacher, now attempting to be a world traveler

Sunday, November 22, 2015

More home cookin'

I am sure I am like most people.  I like all foods, as long as they are good.  And when I am in Oaxaca, I crave things like Maine lobster rolls or dim sum in Chinatown.  Now that I am in El Norte, I am satisfying some of those desires, but..... I miss my normal comidas, like these amazing empanadas from San Antonino that I had just before I left.  There are so many variations of empanadas, different from village to village, person to person.  These are some of my absolute favorites.
The secret is in the filling, which must have masa mixed in  along with broth, cilantro, pork and other things.
When cooked, the texture is more solid, kinda like polenta.  Crunchy on the outside and oh, so tasty.
In Etla, my side of the valley, the empanadas are much more liquid and I prefer these and get them whenever I get the chance.   This woman (sorry, I have forgotten her name) comes from a family of master embroiderers as you can see from her blouse.
She has a place just off the highway before Ocotlan, at the sign for San Antonino.  Take a right on the first street, at the Aurrera, and it is there... somewhere.  I intend to find it when I get back. But for now, dim sum, here I come.

1 comment:

Shannon said...

Estela at Las Cazuelas! ;-)