<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133120955336413142</id><updated>2012-01-09T16:31:08.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El Sabor de Mí: A Taste of my Latin Food and Culture</title><subtitle type='html'>The Puerto Rican and Central American flavors and traditions that color my world</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cristina De Leon-Menjivar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893384989720699042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxETCR263vk/TgJ-NGakm3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/pKKE_i-1cGc/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133120955336413142.post-4286458286232158232</id><published>2012-01-09T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T16:31:08.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pernil: Special Post by my Mami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HP6YWiLR-2U/TwuGfr3309I/AAAAAAAAAL0/08dSHLt6Kr8/s1600/Pernil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HP6YWiLR-2U/TwuGfr3309I/AAAAAAAAAL0/08dSHLt6Kr8/s320/Pernil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695794032651260882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either the party's here or you have reached a Puerto Rican's home.  How do you know? Well, you can smell the pork roast cooking.  How can four simple ingredients give this meat such great favor and color?  It takes salt, black ground pepper, cumin and an envelope or two of Sazon Goya.  You prepare the meat two days in advance by cutting holes in the meat.  (You can also prepare and cook the meat the same day, but it will taste better preparing it ahead of time.) You mix the salt, pepper and cumin in a bowl and then you add and rub the mixture into the holes that you made in the meat.  Once you've done every hole you then spinkle some on the outside and give it a good rub. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final touch is the Sazon, which gives it color because we love our colors especially in food.  Don't be surprise that your hand will turn orange.  The Sazon has annatto which gives it the orange color.  You give the meat a final rub with the Sazon and you are ready to place it in a pan, then cover it with aluminum foil and stick it in the refrigerator.  Every time you open the refrigerator you can smell the seasonings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We prepare the pork roast for every occasion whether it's a birthday party, baptism and even weddings.  But no Puerto Rican house is without a pork roast on Christmas Eve.  It's almost a sin! This is one of the staple foods for Christmas.  During a trip to Puerto Rico, we were driving along the road and on the side of the road they were selling pork roast of course we had to stop and get some.  The taste was awesome.  The pork was tasty and the bread was so soft.  The aroma that the pork roast leaves take me back to my childhood.  I remember the Christmas holidays and celebration that I went to as a child.  The monthly trips to the meat market to pick up the side of pork.  Give this pork roast a try and you will see how you will enjoy every bit of it.  Some of the side dishes that accompany this roast is yellow rice with green pigeon peas and our unique style of potato salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pork Roast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 pound pork shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons of salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons of black ground pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon and 1 teaspoon of cumin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-2 envelope of Sazon Goya with culantro and annattao - found in the Hispanic food section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the instructions on top, then remove the aluminum foil and place the meat skin side up in a 425 degree oven for 2 1/2 to 3 hours or until you cut the meat and it is not red or bleeding.  Enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133120955336413142-4286458286232158232?l=crisdeleon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/feeds/4286458286232158232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2012/01/pernil-special-post-by-my-mami.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/4286458286232158232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/4286458286232158232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2012/01/pernil-special-post-by-my-mami.html' title='Pernil: Special Post by my Mami'/><author><name>Cristina De Leon-Menjivar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893384989720699042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxETCR263vk/TgJ-NGakm3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/pKKE_i-1cGc/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HP6YWiLR-2U/TwuGfr3309I/AAAAAAAAAL0/08dSHLt6Kr8/s72-c/Pernil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133120955336413142.post-5844933647351456502</id><published>2010-08-02T17:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T18:34:14.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arroz con Pollo. Need I say more?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/TFdpS6An9fI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Z6YQNHIelRo/s1600/IMG_3842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/TFdpS6An9fI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Z6YQNHIelRo/s320/IMG_3842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500981243386787314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;meta name="Keywords" content=""&gt; &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt; &lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt; &lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 2008"&gt; &lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 2008"&gt;  &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:officedocumentsettings&gt;   &lt;o:allowpng/&gt;  &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:trackmoves&gt;false&lt;/w:TrackMoves&gt;   &lt;w:trackformatting/&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:drawinggridhorizontalspacing&gt;18 pt&lt;/w:DrawingGridHorizontalSpacing&gt;   &lt;w:drawinggridverticalspacing&gt;18 pt&lt;/w:DrawingGridVerticalSpacing&gt;   &lt;w:displayhorizontaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:displayverticaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:dontautofitconstrainedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:dontvertalignintxbx/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="276"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face 	{font-family:Cambria; 	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt; &lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As soon as she said it I knew I had finally earned the right to write about it. “Your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Arroz con Pollo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; tastes better than mine,” my mother said. As the words escaped her mouth I knew the torch had officially been passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If there is any Puerto Rican dish that I was to perfect, it is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arroz con Pollo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arroz con Pollo&lt;/span&gt; isn’t just one of those dishes that you make when you can’t think of anything else to cook—although it serves well on those days— it’s one of those dishes that encapsulates Puerto Rican heritage and cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arroz con Pollo&lt;/span&gt; is a one pot meal that is just that—rice with chicken—but it is also so much more than that. In it are all the spices that differentiate Puerto Rican food from any other food. You start with a base of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sofrito&lt;/span&gt;, a staple nearly every dish, and then proceed to throw in all the other ingredients in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;caldero&lt;/span&gt;, including green olives stuffed with peppers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sazon Goya&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goya Adobo&lt;/span&gt;, tomato sauce, bay leaves and of course the chicken and rice. Sounds simple, right? It is, but “simple” certainly does not describe its flavor. As the mixture of all those ingredients simmer together for that wondrous half hour a transformation takes place, and turns our kitchen into a room of memories, where I can recall having the dish as a child, then at my grandma’s and at my aunts’ homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nothing can perk up an appetite for a meal like the smell that emanates from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;caldero&lt;/span&gt; minutes before the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arroz con Pollo&lt;/span&gt; is completely cooked. In our home, we never tire of the dish, and I make it almost once a week. It took me several years to perfect the recipe, and in that time I made friends addicted to it. One friend even made a special request on her birthday: “Please cook &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arroz con Pollo&lt;/span&gt; for me!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What perhaps makes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arroz con Pollo&lt;/span&gt; such a staple in Puerto Rican cooking is the fact that the dish encapsulates Puerto Rican heritage; it contains a little bit of everything that makes us unique. Puerto Ricans are a mix of Tainos, Spaniards and Africans, and the mix results in colorful, beautiful people. Like Puerto Ricans, arroz con pollo mixes in a variety of flavors and colors, and the end result? A dish that is wonderful to look at and even more wonderful to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Titi Awilda's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arroz con Pollo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5-6 boneless, skinless chicken thighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3 cups of long-grain rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1/4 cup of Sofrito &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;3 tablespoons of Goya Sofrito and 3 tablespoons Goya Recaito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2 packets of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Goya Sazón with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;culantro&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;achiote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Goya Adobo with pepper seasoning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1 can of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goya Alcaparrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1 can of tomato sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1 ounce of olive oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2 large bay leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;water (as indicated below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;salt to taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Directions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="content"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Season the chicken parts with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goya Adobo&lt;/span&gt; seasoning. Heat the oil in a Dutch oven or stew pot, and sauté the chicken and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sofrito&lt;/span&gt; on medium heat for about 5 to 10 minutes, stirring occasionally. You may cover the chicken, only at this point, to help the chicken cook.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tomato sauce, salt, and the bay leaf. Now, sauté the mixture for another five minutes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the rice, water, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goya Alcaparrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goya Sazón&lt;/span&gt; packets (water should be just above the rice, so that the rice is loose when you stir it).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir occasionally until the water starts evaporating. At this point cover it until the rice is fully cooked.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133120955336413142-5844933647351456502?l=crisdeleon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/feeds/5844933647351456502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2010/08/arroz-con-pollo-need-i-say-more.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/5844933647351456502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/5844933647351456502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2010/08/arroz-con-pollo-need-i-say-more.html' title='Arroz con Pollo. Need I say more?'/><author><name>Cristina De Leon-Menjivar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893384989720699042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxETCR263vk/TgJ-NGakm3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/pKKE_i-1cGc/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/TFdpS6An9fI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Z6YQNHIelRo/s72-c/IMG_3842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133120955336413142.post-9096192148388505038</id><published>2009-11-17T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T13:51:42.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>¡No Te Pintes Las Uñas, Mañana Hacemos Pasteles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SwMRmoe6yYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-7X7VNluEv0/s1600/IMG_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405183333174528386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SwMRmoe6yYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-7X7VNluEv0/s200/IMG_0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried to experiment. I put extra &lt;em&gt;masa &lt;/em&gt;and extra meat, thinking I would be able to make an even better &lt;em&gt;pastel&lt;/em&gt;. Quickly, however, my idea was shot down. “That’s too big!” my grandfather scolded in Spanish. “How do you expect to fold that into a &lt;em&gt;pastel&lt;/em&gt;?” Humbled, I scooped some of the &lt;em&gt;masa&lt;/em&gt; off the wax paper and put it back into the pot. “Sorry, &lt;em&gt;abuelo&lt;/em&gt;.” I replied. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SwMPUGSTagI/AAAAAAAAAEk/UbMjv3C_m0c/s1600/IMG_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405180815733910018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SwMPUGSTagI/AAAAAAAAAEk/UbMjv3C_m0c/s200/IMG_0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there’s one thing I learned during the eight hours I spent making &lt;em&gt;pasteles&lt;/em&gt; with my grandfather, it’s that this is a serious business. Every single &lt;em&gt;pastel&lt;/em&gt; you make must be carefully made, because in it, are the pride and flavors of our land, Puerto Rico. Also, because we were making the batch for this holiday season, we had to make them perfect, or else deal with the consequences of eating poorly made &lt;em&gt;pasteles&lt;/em&gt; for several months. This time was only the second time I made &lt;em&gt;pasteles&lt;/em&gt;, and this time I was more involved, I was actually in charge of forming the &lt;em&gt;pastel&lt;/em&gt;, not just tying it at the end. I kind of like to see it as a promotion, now I was able to take a lead in how they’re made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our day started early, and began by peeling mountains of root vegetables, green bananas and green &lt;em&gt;platanos&lt;/em&gt;. From the beginning, it was all a lesson. I learned that there’s a right way and a wrong way to peel a green banana. Do it the right way, and the peel comes off rather easily; do it the wrong way and you’ll be stuck with a broken banana with half the fruit stuck on the peel. I remember when I grabbed the first green banana and began to peel it like a normal yellow banana; I was quickly met with laughter. “Girl, you’re going to be there forever!” my mom laughed. It wasn’t until I pulled down on the nub that I realized what she meant. The nub came off, but nothing else did; I was still stuck with the rest of the banana. “Ok,” I conceded, “how do you do it?” What proceeded was a professional demonstration from my grandfather, who took his mini-machete looking knife and made a slit down the back of the peel, then with his fingertips opened up the banana peel, separating the fruit from its home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After peeling what seemed like endless green bananas I was left with sticky, blackened hands. I itched to wash them, but soon realized that would be pointless. What’s next was to cut nearly 40 pounds of pork meat into ¼ inch cubes. The chopping seemed endless, but luckily, with the help of a friend we finished in only two hours. As we chopped, my grandfather ran the root vegetables through his most prized-possession, his food processor/grinder made especially for making &lt;em&gt;pasteles&lt;/em&gt;. According to him, that machine can make &lt;em&gt;masa&lt;/em&gt; for 300 &lt;em&gt;pasteles&lt;/em&gt; in 20 minutes. For that reason, he totes it around wherever he goes, constantly asking for a towel to shine and clean it. Were it mine, I’d prize it, too. It’s either that machine or we get graters out and grate the vegetables to a pulp! My mom can tell numerous horror stories about doing it the “old-fashioned” way, and remembers it being time consuming and dangerous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SwMPfi1CEjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/uFo5HZ-9wyM/s1600/IMG_9965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405181012374327858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SwMPfi1CEjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/uFo5HZ-9wyM/s200/IMG_9965.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the meat stewed in flavorful seasonings (the usual: &lt;em&gt;Sazon Goya&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Recaito&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Adobo&lt;/em&gt;, olives, etc.), the assembly line began. Proud of my new seat at the head of the line, I took my job seriously –well, at least most of the time—and tried to make &lt;em&gt;pasteles&lt;/em&gt; that resembled and tasted like those we had to rush order from NYC. First goes a little achoite oil on the wax paper, spread it around, then the masa, spread it around, then grab a spoonful of meat and plop it right in the middle and pass to your left. The next person in line folds it into its “&lt;em&gt;pastel&lt;/em&gt;” shape, and then finally the string. My friend, mother, grandfather and I did this for hours. After the sun went down we realized how long we had been working. Occasionally, I’d ask how many we’d made already. “41” my mother would shout from down the line. Then, “86,” she yelled. We made it up to 138. Not bad for a rookie. My grandfather said he’s made over 300 in one day. I’m not there yet, maybe one day, but only if I have that coveted machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405181707191119490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SwMQH_OQ7oI/AAAAAAAAAE8/76XDq70_OhM/s200/IMG_9979.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133120955336413142-9096192148388505038?l=crisdeleon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/feeds/9096192148388505038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-te-pintes-las-unas-manana-hacemos.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/9096192148388505038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/9096192148388505038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-te-pintes-las-unas-manana-hacemos.html' title='¡No Te Pintes Las Uñas, Mañana Hacemos Pasteles!'/><author><name>Cristina De Leon-Menjivar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893384989720699042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxETCR263vk/TgJ-NGakm3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/pKKE_i-1cGc/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SwMRmoe6yYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-7X7VNluEv0/s72-c/IMG_0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133120955336413142.post-2453553151378988029</id><published>2009-09-09T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T14:02:13.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Otra Quesadilla</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SqgXsCyXXiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/j2yD9tEvpkk/s1600-h/pic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379575800323857954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SqgXsCyXXiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/j2yD9tEvpkk/s200/pic3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not what you were expecting was it? I know what you’re asking yourself already. Why does that &lt;em&gt;quesadilla&lt;/em&gt; look like a cake? Isn’t a &lt;em&gt;quesadilla&lt;/em&gt; a tortilla filled with warm, melty cheese? Well, yes, that too is a &lt;em&gt;quesadilla&lt;/em&gt;, but it’s a Mexican one. This &lt;em&gt;quesadilla&lt;/em&gt; is Salvadorean, and there’s a big, big difference. About the only similarity is that both contain cheese, otherwise this dish is a world apart from what you’re used to calling a &lt;em&gt;quesadilla&lt;/em&gt;. But, that’s not to say it isn’t just as delicious; it has its own unique flavor and texture, and I can almost guarantee you’ll not stop eating at just one piece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s easy to get confused if you don’t understand the differences between Latin American cultures. Many folks believe that just because we share the same language, that everything else is the same. Want to test my knowledge? In Mexico, “&lt;em&gt;pastel&lt;/em&gt;” means “cake.” Now, walk into a Puerto Rican establishment and ask for a &lt;em&gt;pastel&lt;/em&gt; and what they’ll hand you is something that looks more like a &lt;em&gt;tamale&lt;/em&gt;. Now, this would be just as welcome at a birthday party (if not more!), but it’s not what you asked for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Differences being settled, now I can talk about the absolutely wonderful &lt;em&gt;quesadilla Salvadorena&lt;/em&gt;. This dessert, made of humble ingredients, but packing incredible flavor, takes me back to the time I started dating my husband. My husband, Erik, is of Salvdorean descent and before I met him I had no idea about Salvadorean food or culture was like. Our first couple months dating were filled with excursions to the local &lt;em&gt;pupuseria&lt;/em&gt; and then to the park to devour our meals. I absolutely loved &lt;em&gt;pupusas&lt;/em&gt; and was open to whatever he recommended. One day we were feeling extra hungry and decided to get dessert along with our lunch of chicken, cheese and pork &lt;em&gt;pupusas&lt;/em&gt;. I ignorantly questioned why he called it a quesadilla, it was the first time I’d ever seen anything called a &lt;em&gt;quesadilla&lt;/em&gt; that a) wasn’t sold by a Mexican and b) didn’t have a tortilla. “Just try it,” he said. Everything else I had eaten was delicious, so I wasn’t worried. Then I took a bite. Lo and behold I was hooked. I begged my mother-in-law for the recipe, and when she came back to me with only a handful of ingredients and directions, I knew I’d be in trouble. It’s simply, too easy to make! As if you needed another reason to bake it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonia’s &lt;em&gt;Quesadilla Salvadorena&lt;/em&gt; Recipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of Bisquick baking mix&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons of grated parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;1 stick of butter (4 ounces)&lt;br /&gt;16 oz of crema Mexicana (can be found at most Latino food markets in the refrigerated section)&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup of sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;Preheat your oven to 350 degrees. In one bowl mix the dry ingredients and in another mix the wet. For the dry ingredients first mix the Bisquick and sugar, then mix in the parmesan cheese. For the wet ingredients first mix the cream and butter, then add the eggs. When both wet and dry ingredients are ready, mix both together and beat until smooth. Pour the mixture into a greased 13x9 inch pan and sprinkle the top with the sesame seeds, adding more or less as desired. Bake for about 30 minutes and check every five minutes or so until a knife or toothpick comes out clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I told you it was easy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379575321613558738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SqgXQLc749I/AAAAAAAAAEM/HhxAvyftEyE/s320/pic2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133120955336413142-2453553151378988029?l=crisdeleon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/feeds/2453553151378988029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2009/09/la-otra-quesadilla.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/2453553151378988029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/2453553151378988029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2009/09/la-otra-quesadilla.html' title='La Otra Quesadilla'/><author><name>Cristina De Leon-Menjivar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893384989720699042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxETCR263vk/TgJ-NGakm3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/pKKE_i-1cGc/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SqgXsCyXXiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/j2yD9tEvpkk/s72-c/pic3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133120955336413142.post-9139811337321123774</id><published>2009-03-19T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:14:28.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ying and Yang of the Caribbean: Guayaba y Queso Blanco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/ScMYBP54reI/AAAAAAAAADw/D0bKwVBJse8/s1600-h/IMG_7004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315118394955574754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/ScMYBP54reI/AAAAAAAAADw/D0bKwVBJse8/s200/IMG_7004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It’s quite possibly the world’s greatest combination of flavors: white cheese and guava. It’s like the ying and the yang of the Caribbean world, and it never fails to please. There are several ways you can enjoy this unique combination of flavors, it just depends on how much time and what ingredients you have. My mother vividly remembers eating the simple, yet satisfying hors d'oeuvre at Christmas parties that consists of a Ritz cracker, a slice of white cheese and a slice of guava. It’s a delicious pairing, both for the eyes and the palate. The deep red of the guava heightens the whiteness of the cheese, creating a picturesque image that brightens any spread! Although often associated with Christmas for many Puerto Ricans, these can be served anytime, anywhere and is perfect for a dinner party. There’s no fuss, no mess, and it’s completely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you find yourself with a little more time on your hands, or with a craving for sweets that just won’t quit, &lt;em&gt;pastelillos&lt;/em&gt; with guava and cheese are a must! &lt;em&gt;Pastelillos&lt;/em&gt; are essentially an empanada-like pastry that instead of meat is filled with guava paste and cream cheese. They are almost too easy to make, lending themselves to become addictive. I remember the first time I tried a guava and cheese &lt;em&gt;pastelillo&lt;/em&gt;, it was in Kissimmee, Florida, at a local Latino market that sells a variety of traditional Puerto Rican items in their “fast food” corner. My husband Erik and I tried one out of curiosity, and it smelled so good we had to take a bite out of it as soon as we left the store. Needless to say, we completely devoured it before even turning on the car! I was determined to find or make a recipe to recreate the experience, and luckily with my mother’s fond memories of them, and our collective ingenuity, we came up with a simple recipe that won’t leave a Puerto Rican native questioning its authenticity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you try this combination, you’ll understand why it’s so popular in the Caribbean, and why you really need will power to avoid eating too many &lt;em&gt;pastelillos&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the simple version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;Ritz crackers&lt;br /&gt;White cheese (A Hispanic brand like &lt;em&gt;Cacique&lt;/em&gt; is good)&lt;br /&gt;Guava paste (Usually sold at Latino markets and is called &lt;em&gt;Ate de Guayaba&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;Cut equal sized slices of the guava paste and white cheese and place atop a cracker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make &lt;em&gt;Pastelillos&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;8 sheets of puff pastry&lt;br /&gt;Egg wash&lt;br /&gt;Flour (To make the puff pastry easier to work with)&lt;br /&gt;1 package of guava paste&lt;br /&gt;1 bar of cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optional: Powdered Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;Set the oven at 375 degrees. On a flat surface, spread some flour so that the puff pastry does not stick. If needed, make the puff pastry thinner with a rolling pin (you’ll need some room for the guava paste and cheese to fit). Be careful, however, not to make the pastry too thin. Cut 1/8” inch slices of the guava paste and cream cheese and put a slice of each in the middle of the pastry square. Brush the inside edges of the pastry with the egg wash and either fold triangularly or by bringing each edge to the center. If you choose to fold it triangularly (the shape should resemble an &lt;em&gt;empanada&lt;/em&gt;), brush the outer edges of the puff pastry and with a fork press the edges together. This will keep the pastry together and give it that “&lt;em&gt;empanada&lt;/em&gt;” look. Once you’ve done this for all 8 pastries, brush the outside with the remaining egg wash and place on a baking sheet. Bake the pastries for about 10-15 minutes, until the outside is golden brown and flaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkle with powdered sugar if desired. Let cool for several minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are best out of the oven, but be careful, the heavenly melted mixture inside could be very hot! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/ScMWIB66URI/AAAAAAAAADg/H01ZfE3QOlg/s1600-h/IMG_7038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315116312437608722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/ScMWIB66URI/AAAAAAAAADg/H01ZfE3QOlg/s320/IMG_7038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/ScMWV9ouLvI/AAAAAAAAADo/iz8D02RiIYU/s1600-h/IMG_7050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315116551805742834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/ScMWV9ouLvI/AAAAAAAAADo/iz8D02RiIYU/s320/IMG_7050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133120955336413142-9139811337321123774?l=crisdeleon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/feeds/9139811337321123774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-quite-possibly-worlds-greatest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/9139811337321123774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/9139811337321123774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-quite-possibly-worlds-greatest.html' title='The Ying and Yang of the Caribbean: Guayaba y Queso Blanco'/><author><name>Cristina De Leon-Menjivar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893384989720699042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxETCR263vk/TgJ-NGakm3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/pKKE_i-1cGc/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/ScMYBP54reI/AAAAAAAAADw/D0bKwVBJse8/s72-c/IMG_7004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133120955336413142.post-1037156200839259712</id><published>2009-01-08T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T08:24:15.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sofrito: The Reason We Cook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SWYuWOn7AfI/AAAAAAAAACo/MKRYXoss0Kk/s1600-h/PC290012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288965771810767346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SWYuWOn7AfI/AAAAAAAAACo/MKRYXoss0Kk/s200/PC290012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It looked like she had just vanished. On the kitchen table was an open checkbook, a calculator, a pen and her purse. Even her cell phone was still on the table. But she was gone. She&lt;em&gt; never&lt;/em&gt; leaves the house without her purse. Extremely curious, I asked my father what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She’s running down the street, in search of the mailman,” he said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The mailman?” I questioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Yes, remember the &lt;em&gt;Sofrito&lt;/em&gt; ingredients were supposed to come in today,” he said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, in our family effort to look out for the mailman who would bring our treasured ingredients, no one managed to hear the knocking on the door, so he took off, box in tow. Just one more day in that box and the ingredients would have spoiled, making my Titi Awilda’s efforts to bring us fresh &lt;em&gt;Sofrito&lt;/em&gt; in vain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nervously, I awaited my mother's arrival. My stomach began to turn; we had just used the last of our&lt;em&gt; Sofrito&lt;/em&gt; a week ago. Our supply was completely gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twenty minutes later my mother entered the door, prized box in hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, I am so glad I found him!” She said, with her extraordinary efforts written all over her face. “I would have died if this didn’t come in!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad laughed, but only because he didn’t understand. In California you can’t find the ingredients to make fresh &lt;em&gt;Sofrito&lt;/em&gt;, you have to get them shipped from sympathetic relatives on the east coast. Had my mother not rescued this Floridian package from the unclaimed section, we would have gone without Sofrito for months! She &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to run after the mailman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand though, and would have done the same. With &lt;em&gt;Sofrito&lt;/em&gt; there is no compromise. There is no substitute. If you want your food to be flavorful, colorful and be truly Puerto Rican, you need &lt;em&gt;Sofrito&lt;/em&gt;. I grew up on &lt;em&gt;Sofrito&lt;/em&gt;, and my mom insisted on putting it in every dish, be it Puerto Rican or not. “&lt;em&gt;A esto le falta algo&lt;/em&gt;,” she would say, and in went the&lt;em&gt; Sofrito&lt;/em&gt;. It went in meatloaf, beef stew, and of course traditional dishes such as &lt;em&gt;Arroz con Pollo&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Pollo Guisado&lt;/em&gt;. It can become addictive, so much so that my husband, a Salvadorian, also caught the &lt;em&gt;Sofrito&lt;/em&gt; bug, and recently suggested we put it on homemade pizza! One day I’ll give that a shot, and if it comes out good I’ll post our recipe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I mentioned, &lt;em&gt;Sofrito&lt;/em&gt; isn’t just a staple in Puerto Rican cooking, it is &lt;em&gt;absolutely necessary&lt;/em&gt;. In our home we make enough&lt;em&gt; Sofrito&lt;/em&gt; to last us several months, we freeze whatever isn’t used that day and the rest can last for up to six months in the freezer. Living in California, however, has posed a serious problem for my family. Seeing that the state is dominated by a Mexican population, finding the ingredients to make fresh &lt;em&gt;Sofrito&lt;/em&gt; is impossible. My mother and I have searched and searched with no avail. There are no &lt;em&gt;ajicitos dulces&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;culantro&lt;/em&gt;, ingredients for which there are no substitute. So to escape this dilemma we’ve had to contract the help of family in New York and Florida, who send overnight packages full of the aromatic ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sofrito&lt;/em&gt; is made up of a variety of ingredients. It is essentially a cooking base that adds that traditional Puerto Rican flavor to our dishes. &lt;em&gt;Sofrito &lt;/em&gt;is available in a can, but nothing compares to homemade &lt;em&gt;Sofrito&lt;/em&gt;. Even just making it fills the kitchen with a fresh, enticing scent that comes from the mixture of &lt;em&gt;culantro&lt;/em&gt;, cilantro, sweet peppers, garlic and more. If you’re lucky enough to live in an area that carries the essential ingredients, I suggest you try out our recipe. And if you’re not, contact your friends and family on the east coast and tell them to ship you ingredients! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember, &lt;em&gt;Sofrito&lt;/em&gt; doesn’t have to go into just Puerto Rican dishes, but anything! Like I said, we’ve put &lt;em&gt;Sofrito&lt;/em&gt; in American dishes, and are even going to try it on pizza! Be creative! You can’t go wrong with this, I promise!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godmother Maria Medina's&lt;em&gt; Sofrito&lt;/em&gt; Recipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Envelopes of Goya Sazon Seasoning with Achoite and Culantro&lt;br /&gt;½ cup of cooking oil&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons of Goya Adobo Seasoning&lt;br /&gt;2 Large white onions&lt;br /&gt;2 Heads of garlic&lt;br /&gt;1 bunch of cilantro&lt;br /&gt;4 oz of culantro (Sawtooth Herb)&lt;br /&gt;1 Green bell pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 red bell pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 yellow bell pepper&lt;br /&gt;8 oz (approximately 38) Ajices dulces (Chinese capsicum)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have all the ingredients peeled and cleaned start to blend the ingredients in a food processor. Start by adding a little of each ingredient at a time so that way each batch made has the same ingredients in it. Store the &lt;em&gt;Sofrito&lt;/em&gt; in plastic bags or in Tupperware. &lt;em&gt;Sofrito &lt;/em&gt;will keep for six months when frozen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288964759199113346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SWYtbSWfYII/AAAAAAAAACg/83jzq7dTXGY/s320/PC290015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133120955336413142-1037156200839259712?l=crisdeleon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/feeds/1037156200839259712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2009/01/sofrito-reason-we-cook.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/1037156200839259712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/1037156200839259712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2009/01/sofrito-reason-we-cook.html' title='Sofrito: The Reason We Cook'/><author><name>Cristina De Leon-Menjivar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893384989720699042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxETCR263vk/TgJ-NGakm3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/pKKE_i-1cGc/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SWYuWOn7AfI/AAAAAAAAACo/MKRYXoss0Kk/s72-c/PC290012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133120955336413142.post-247328652236662336</id><published>2008-12-19T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:38:26.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visions of Coco Danced in My Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SUxHCbtHz9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/zrPbp3RKUGo/s1600-h/PC140006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281674570121072594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SUxHCbtHz9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/zrPbp3RKUGo/s200/PC140006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit it. I've stolen. I've stolen food off my mom's chopping board and taken spoonfuls of whatever was cooking in her &lt;em&gt;caldero&lt;/em&gt;. But, there was no food that I enjoyed stealing more than her &lt;em&gt;Arroz con Dulce&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Arroz con Dulce&lt;/em&gt; is a Puerto Rican coconut rice pudding that involves several steps, my favorite being the part when the rice is cooking in the sweet coconut liquid, soaking up all of its savory flavors. Seeing that my mother only makes this dish during Christmas, &lt;em&gt;tuve que aprovechar&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can recall those days when I carefully watched from a distance her motions. I eagerly waited with the biggest spoon I could find in my hand, imagining how it would taste to drink up some of the treasured mixture of milk, coconut and sugar. When she turned her back I snuck up behind and scooped up some liquid, but oh! The wretched metal spoon gave me away as it banged loudly against the aluminum pot. After a quick scolding I'd scurry off, spoon in hand. After years of this game, my mother decided to add extra liquid to the mix, so that I could finally enjoy more than a stolen spoonful of the liquid the rice greedily soaked up. Now as an adult I feel lucky, not only do I not have to sneak a taste, but I could drink a whole cup of it if I wanted to! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend my mother and I cooked up a batch of &lt;em&gt;Arroz con Dulce&lt;/em&gt;, and guess what? We both got our own cup of the mixture to drink for ourselves. I knew it, I knew I wasn't the only one who snuck some out of the &lt;em&gt;caldero&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below are some pictures of the process, and of the finish product. I've included our family recipe for &lt;em&gt;Arroz con Dulce&lt;/em&gt;, which of course, includes two extra cups of the liquid mixture for you to enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arroz con Dulce &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 cups long grain white rice (Soak in water for 1 hour before cooking, then drain)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 - 14 oz. can of coconut milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 - 14 oz. can of cream of coconut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 - 14 oz. cans of evaporated milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Tbsp cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 whole cloves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 cups of sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 1/2 cups water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 1/2 cups raisins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 tsp salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 tsp vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add some coconut flakes if desired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pour everything into a pot, adding the drained rice last. Cook on low heat until the mixture starts to boil, stirring occasionally. Set aside two cups of the liquid and use as you like! Add the drained rice and then cover. Cook until rice is tender, again stirring occasionally, and it should look like the rice is sticking together. If the rice looks too loose add more of the removed liquid. Once the rice is cooked, scoop it out and flatten onto a dish (you might need more than one dish), spreading the rice out to the shape of the plate. Cover with aluminum foil, refrigerate and serve chilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SUw__zWw0LI/AAAAAAAAACA/yIKyMxMRSTc/s1600-h/PC140010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281666828348739762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SUw__zWw0LI/AAAAAAAAACA/yIKyMxMRSTc/s320/PC140010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SUw--qhkH9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5y6lPSihGaQ/s1600-h/PC140010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133120955336413142-247328652236662336?l=crisdeleon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/feeds/247328652236662336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2008/12/visions-of-coco-danced-in-my-head.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/247328652236662336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/247328652236662336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2008/12/visions-of-coco-danced-in-my-head.html' title='Visions of Coco Danced in My Head'/><author><name>Cristina De Leon-Menjivar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893384989720699042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxETCR263vk/TgJ-NGakm3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/pKKE_i-1cGc/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/SUxHCbtHz9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/zrPbp3RKUGo/s72-c/PC140006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133120955336413142.post-1549450987283308655</id><published>2008-12-12T13:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T08:28:47.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Una Navidad GuateRiqueña</title><content type='html'>The holidays are always interesting in our bi-cultural household. There’s no way my mother could get into the Christmas spirit without her &lt;em&gt;pasteles&lt;/em&gt; and neither could my father without his &lt;em&gt;tamales&lt;/em&gt;. Growing up in a bi-cultural household has given me the best of both worlds, and this is even truer during Christmas time. These are the months that I can choose to eat a warm Puerto Rican &lt;em&gt;pastel&lt;/em&gt; washed down with a satisfying cup of Guatemalan &lt;em&gt;Atol de Elote&lt;/em&gt;. Or, I could eat a Guatemalan&lt;em&gt; tamal&lt;/em&gt; followed by a slice of decadent Puerto Rican &lt;em&gt;Arroz con Dulce&lt;/em&gt;. Yes, in our household there is no discrimination, such unheard of combinations are completely allowed. And, why not? It makes our holidays that much more flavorful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having such a variety of food during the holidays makes this season one that I eagerly await. I can’t wait to help my mother cook up a batch of &lt;em&gt;Arroz con Dulce&lt;/em&gt;, or take a trip with my uncle to downtown Los Angeles and search the blocks for the woman who will fill our empty pitchers with her comforting &lt;em&gt;Atol de Elote&lt;/em&gt;. And, of course, I can't forget the &lt;em&gt;Pernil&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Arroz con Gandules&lt;/em&gt;. These dishes are so good, we make them even if it's not Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so many dishes, I could write for months and still would not be able to tell you about all of the wonderful food my family and I get to experience during these special months. So in favor of time and space, I’ve prioritized and gathered together some of my absolute favorite recipes of the holiday season. Look out for my next post, which will feature a recipe for &lt;em&gt;Arroz con Dulce&lt;/em&gt;, a coconut flavored rice pudding from Puerto Rico.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133120955336413142-1549450987283308655?l=crisdeleon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/feeds/1549450987283308655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2008/12/una-navidad-guateriquea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/1549450987283308655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/1549450987283308655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2008/12/una-navidad-guateriquea.html' title='Una Navidad GuateRiqueña'/><author><name>Cristina De Leon-Menjivar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893384989720699042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxETCR263vk/TgJ-NGakm3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/pKKE_i-1cGc/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133120955336413142.post-9070446823021485137</id><published>2008-12-03T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:25:31.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>¡Bienvenidos a mi nuevo blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started &lt;em&gt;Sabor a Mí: A Taste of My Latin Food and Culture&lt;/em&gt;, to share with the world the wonderful flavors and colors of my world. As expressed in the title of my blog, my focus is to write about Latin food and culture. I’m not here simply to publish recipes, but to publish stories that allow you to see how certain foods have truly become a part of mine and my family’s life. I am a first-generation American, my mother’s family is from Jayuya, Puerto Rico and my father’s family is from Guatemala City, Guatemala. I guess this would make me a &lt;em&gt;GuateRican&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I’m technically a hybrid, I’ve always felt more Puerto Rican, partly because I was born in New York City, and raised in the Bronx for several years. And at home, my mother almost always cooked Puerto Rican dishes. Now, as an adult I am seeking to explore my Guatemalan roots through the dishes that always remind my father of home. But, because I have grown up with more exposure to my Puerto Rican roots, many of my posts will discuss &lt;em&gt;comida criolla&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that through this blog you are not only inspired to cook the tempting dishes of my world, but that you also develop an appreciation for all types of Latin food and culture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The view from my cousin's home in Jayuya, Puerto Rico.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/STcEAVvPFoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GVviFQfmtjQ/s1600-h/IMG_5282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275689892369602178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/STcEAVvPFoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GVviFQfmtjQ/s320/IMG_5282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133120955336413142-9070446823021485137?l=crisdeleon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/feeds/9070446823021485137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2008/12/bienvenidos-mi-nuevo-blog-i-started.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/9070446823021485137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133120955336413142/posts/default/9070446823021485137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisdeleon.blogspot.com/2008/12/bienvenidos-mi-nuevo-blog-i-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina De Leon-Menjivar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893384989720699042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxETCR263vk/TgJ-NGakm3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/pKKE_i-1cGc/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMnHuZKcdw4/STcEAVvPFoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GVviFQfmtjQ/s72-c/IMG_5282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
