My reality: Life as a senior
This blog has nothing to do with being a senior, but it isn’t against the rules to deviate from the specified topic now and then, is it?
This weekend I had one of the greatest afternoons ever. Lizzie Martinez, Janna Windsor and I made tamales on Saturday and boy, was it the craziest experience! Lizze and Janna came up with the idea and, bless them, they invited me too! I don’t know if you have ever had a tamale, but they are way more work than you ever would have expected. Lizzie and Janna started making them at 3 p.m., and when I joined them at 4, we continued to make them until almost 11 p.m.!
When you make anything as complicated as tamales, I have one important piece of advice: If the recipe calls for something specific, you need to have that item and you should not try to substitute. It doesn’t work very well. What am I talking about? Well, the recipe called for a steamer to cook the tamales, but we didn’t have one, although Lizzie said she had one… So we rigged up a special contraption with a pot, a small strainer, some shoelaces and a towel. It was THE funniest thing I have ever seen, and it ended with the demise of my roommate Katy’s strainer. Who knew three hours of steaming tamales could permanently warp a strainer? I guess we didn’t… and now the strainer looks like a Davey Crockett hat!
The tamales took about 8 hours to make, but they were delicious. First, you have to boil some pork (or chicken or beef) and then you make some sort of puree (they made that before I got there) and mix the meat and the puree, then you have to make the masa, which is the doughy part of the tamale. During all of this you have to soak the corn husks so you can wrap the tamales, and then you have to tie them and steam them for an hour. It is a lot of work, but it is definitely worth it.
After I started writing this, I realized there is absolutely no way I can possibly explain to you well enough for you to understand how funny and crazy the tamale-making process was. You just have to trust me. So, if you really want to get a glimpse of what the day was like, you can check out my facebook profile and look at pictures of me. Lizzie put together an album and the pictures might clue you in a little more.
So… how does this tie into being a senior? After some thought I found a correlation: I know I only have two more months left of college so I am cherishing these memories becaues I know there won’t be many more of these afternoons!