Thursday, February 5, 2015

Your Guitar, It Sounds So Sweet & Clear But You're Not Really Here

You always hear about tamale pies but I never really knew what the heck they meant.  That was stuff for midwestern housewives that have never had a pork tamale fresh out of the steamer.   My sister has been making some cash by selling her homemade pork tamales to friends and neighbors and I've been hearing about them for weeks.  Tamales are serious eats and you don't mess with some foods, it's like changing lyrics to a classic song.
However, after a while, you either eat them like once a year or you try some new things.   If you know me, you know my love for corn meal masa made with a good roasted chipotle hot sauce.  Using that as a base, then a great chili bean type layer, nice and thick before putting a final layer of corn meal on top.  If you do cheddar cheese, now'd be a real good time to break it out and shred that sonnabitch on top and in between.  Bake until bubbly.
Real tamales it's not. It's apples and oranges in reality but there is an element of the true taste in here.  Well, there is heat from the chilis, the masa albeit in a different form, and if you let it set before slicing, it does get covered like a real pie.  Hey it's resourceful and let's leave it at that.  At least it gets the real thing out of my head for a few days.

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