From March of 2022. I pulled over to the side of the road (NM502) to capture a picture of the Jemez Mountains, the Pajarito Plateau, and some low lying clouds. It’s a reminder to me of how much the landscape has shaped our little town and of how, on occasion, the mundane can become magnificent. Click the image to expand.
The Wife and I decided to stay home this Christmas and start our own family traditions for the holidays. One tradition I wanted to keep was making tamales. Fortunately for us, her parents are here and were happy to show us how to make their tamales.
This was WORK. All caps, bolded AND italicized. While I was elbow deep in masa, The Wife captured it all with our camera. I can’t wait to make them again.
Meat (pork & beef), sauce, olives and masa.
Game on.
My first spread was a little on the thin side.
I like mine with a lot of meat.
The first two tamales (mine is the little one in the back).
Getting down to business.
First batch (roughly two dozen) ready for the pot. It took us (mostly me) an hour to create these.
Parchment paper – a nice little tip from the mother in law to help keep the tamales from drying out.
Into the pot!
Back to work, no time to waste.
Final product. They weren’t as good as my mother in law usually makes them but they were still pretty damn fine; not too much masa, plenty of meat and not dried out. LIKE A BOSS.
One of the coolest things about Los Alamos is how much the town gets into the spirit of homecoming. There are a lot of different cultures in Los Alamos and yet all seem to find a place in this town. More pictures can be seen at the LA DailyPost Flickr page.