Tamales

Adriana, 2000s – Current

For as long as I can remember, every big holiday is marked in my family by extraordinary piles of dishes, the slightly salty smell of boiling corn husks and notes of sweet and spicy sauces and meats, the clamoring of too many people in one kitchen, all in pursuit of preparing batches of tamales that would feed far more people than were ever assembles in the house that day anyways. Though they have a permanent spot at the top of my favorite foods list, the process of making them together (as pictured) is what holds the most special memories to me. The memories of our time together and the power of sharing a meal in bringing people together shape how I think of community and space I share to this day.

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