Chile Day Short Story

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Every time Easter rolled around, the smell of chiles roasting on an open flame over the stove would fill the house. Growing up Catholic, we would participate in lent, and for my family it was a sort of tradition to close out lent with chile rellenos-- usually the last friday before Easter. This dish brings back memories of everyone having dinner together as a family. Despite the fact that they were sort of a family tradition, I wasn't the biggest fan of them; it wasn't until high school that I learned to appreciate them. My taste buds slowly began to acquire a taste for them as the years past. As a grew older I came to appreciate the dish more; I could taste the love and the hard work my mom put into those chiles. For me, this food is nostalgic; it reminds of a time of no worries and refreshes me with pleasant memories within each and every bite. I feel like I can taste my childhood every time I eat one of my mother’s chiles.
I remember chile day, it was always the same; we would eat breakfast and then my mom would get to cooking. A big reason for making chiles once a year was it takes a lot of prep time and work, especially for one person. First, she would char the poblano chiles until until they had a nice black charr all over; turning them with tongs to get an even coating. Then …show more content…

I remember always slathering it over my rice and beans and digging in, instead of eating the chiles. It was was a white sour cream based sauce. Typically, you see many people cook it with red sauce. However, white sauce chiles were more common in the area of Mexico my mom's family was from. She started by placing jalapenos and onions in the saucepan with oil; then she would add the coarsely chopped tomatoes to the pan. Finally, she would add sour cream to the pan and salt completing the mouth watering sauce. With the sauce made and the chiles prepped all that was left was to batter, fry and place in the

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