Enchiladas and Missing Spatulas
I am Hispanic, and believed that making enchiladas would be a breeze, it was not. It was rather hard and extremely messy. There was red chili sauce all over, and I was scolded more than a few times by my mother, bless her soul. We made both green and red enchiladas. I will admit that we cheated on the green ones because my mom didn’t remember how to make the sauce. I think she just did not want to boil and grind up green tomatoes and California peppers, I do not blame her, it is hard work. The red ones were authentic. The chili that is used to make the sauce made me cry, I am ashamed to admit that I cannot handle anything moderately spicy, and yes I do know that I bring disappointment amongst my relatives. When
I am Hispanic, and believed that making enchiladas would be a breeze, it was not. It was rather hard and extremely messy. There was red chili sauce all over, and I was scolded more than a few times by my mother, bless her soul. We made both green and red enchiladas. I will admit that we cheated on the green ones because my mom didn’t remember how to make the sauce. I think she just did not want to boil and grind up green tomatoes and California peppers, I do not blame her, it is hard work. The red ones were authentic. The chili that is used to make the sauce made me cry, I am ashamed to admit that I cannot handle anything moderately spicy, and yes I do know that I bring disappointment amongst my relatives. When