I woke up this morning with my mind set on figuring out how in the world to make those amazing La Esquina plantains. I’ve been Googling, trying to find a good recipe, and they all resoundingly said it requires very ripe black plantains for the sweetness and for the banana to caramelize and I knew I’ve only ever seen the greeny/yellow ones at Winn Dixie. And I remembered, just a few blocks down 5th Avenue is the Super Mercado—a Mexican specialty grocery. We headed down and found, not only the black plantains, but a taqueria selling tortas and fresh baked pastries. Tons of them! It was this jewel right at my back door that I never knew about until today. It was fun!
We came home with a fresh steak torta hot off the griddle, slathered in homemade guacamole, red bell peppers, pico de gallo and lettuce. I couldn’t believe how delicious it was. It definitely was comparable to our NYC Mexican lunch.
Later, as we do every year the Saturday before Christmas, Aunt Charlotte and Uncle Charles came down from Jackson to have mama’s side of the family’s Christmas party. There was talk of Elvis, carrot salad, ancestors, and The Free State of Jones. Somehow, we only got pictures of us women folk.
And once everyone had gone home, Jim dropped Lucy by at mama’s so we could watch her while they went to a Christmas party. She had a Big time.
Get it? Uncle Big… Anyway.
Merry last Saturday before Christmas, y’all!