Tacos and Tamales
Thank you Sulekha for the invite, I am honored to be here. So we are talking about our stomach tales. Well this is one I have not forgotten. Some years ago I found myself living in the great state of Arizona in Tucson to be exact. Now they had a radio program that promoted eating contest at a local restaurant, they would invite people to come down and watch the contest as well as enter the contests. They had something different every week from eating jalapeño peppers to raw oysters. Well I would go and watch but as much as I had grown fond of eating I could not bring myself to join the contests. I have always eaten what was put on my plate or as it was as when I younger you ate it or went hungry.
Now down there in Tucson there is a lot of Mexican food to be found and I am fond of tacos and tamales and there was this lady who had a taco stand across from where I worked. She sold tacos and tamales six for a buck. That’s a dollar US for those who are not familiar with US slang. So every day I would stop and buy some to take home and eat with my wife for our lunch, I only live a block away from work. We had grown very fond of her tamales so when I got a better job in Yuma I want to know how she made such wonderful tamales. Well I had to ask didn’t I? She did not speak English and I don’t speak Spanish, but we work it out with the help of her daughter. She showed me how she made them. There was nothing different than when I made them at home but the meat she was using. She opened up an ice chest and pulled out what looked like a skinned cat, and I was a little taken aback. I ask what it was and the little girl informed me it was desert iguana. Well I don’t know about going out and catching the iguanas some of them get to be six foot long or better, but they turned out to be good eating.
Well I bought six dozen to take on our move to Yuma. I told my wife what we were eating but it did not make a difference we liked them that well. So maybe its better to just eat what’s on your plate and not ask what’s on it.
God bless
Roy Durham
It is cool that you can digest anything…for me I am very particular about what I eat and what goes into the food I eat. Maybe because I am a vegetarian.
Well that was some experience..but after staying in the hostel for a long time,I was like that..as long as it was on my plate,I could eat it….
Thank you sharing this with us Roy…its a good write up.
eeewww! That is true, sometimes it is better not to ask. I am glad you enjoyed them and weren't discouraged from eating what tasted good…great story Roy, thanks.<3
Oh my goodness…you must have really liked those tamales to keep on eating them after you knew!!
Roy, Good to know that you ate the tacos and tamales even after you came to know what they were made up of. It proves that you are brave in your choice of food, I think twice before trying something new. Thank you for sharing this lovely post with us.
Nice write up Roy!!! Shows u r a big time foodie…:D n relish n njy differnt cuisines..
Love
Mani
Oh Roy, I love tacos but I’m not sure what tamales is…lol…
I liked what you wrote on the last part of your stomach tale… It’s also one aspect of poverty on our part to eat what is served 😉
I just had one experience in Libya, when we prepared a rabbit dish. I wish I had not seen how they skinned the rabbit, oh and he was our pet for several months…geez!
I couldn’t eat it…and I was crying while eating it…LOL…
I’ll post something on the wall of our group page on tacos. I saw it in google 😉
I loved your tale Roy 😀
I have always been adventurous about eating food and I am sure those tamales were awesome. Would love a bite
i would have not ate them if I knew what they where before hand but I thought they were beef, not lizard, oh well they were good eating.