Friday, June 24, 2011

Calabacitas de mi Casa


As a teenager, I had a plan: to graduate, leave home—and go to college to study art. It didn't exactly work out that way.  As John Lennon says in his song Beautiful Boy, Life is what happens when you're busy making plans. By the time I graduated from high school, my college fund had dried up; it had been used to tide us over after a family business reversal.

But, as the saying goes "No hay mal que por bien no venga."  It wasn't the end of the world.  In fact, there were advantages.  For one thing, I didn't pay a penny for my education at the local college where I ended up for two years, since I was on scholarship there.

Still, there were dramatic changes at home.  My mother, for the first time, went to work outside the home. It was traumatic for her as she had always been at home for  my father, two sisters and me. But dire necessity dictated this change.

Many problems arose from this sudden adjustment in the way we did things. The family, for example, was now in a terrific tizzy about who would prepare midday lunch for my father.  My sisters were still in school during the day and hiring a housekeeper to make his lunch was unthinkable.

My father awoke everyday at an ungodly hour to make his own fiery, chile-laden breakfast. Throat-burning chile vapors floated through the house at 6 am, waking the whole house. To our added alarm, he often left the frying pan on the fire as he left the house for work.  Certainly, my mother felt he could not be trusted to prepare his own lunch.  

Hence, the duty to uphold this family routine fell on me as the oldest but also because I finished my morning classes at the local college by 11 a.m. and had plenty of time to get home to prepare lunch for my father. By that time, I had learned at my mother's side how to prepare our typical family meals. One of these was calabacitas con pollo, which we always ate with corn tortillas hot off the griddle. My father liked his tortillas crackly and I liked mine soft.


I can imagine now so many years later that Papá, who must have felt in desperate straits at the time, was happy to arrive at noon and still find that some things hadn't changed. His eighteen-year-old daughter was home from classes with a meal waiting for him. We would sit down to a plate of calabacitas con pollo—with soft and crackly tortillas—and savor our new tradition.   After lunch he would lie down for a quick siesta before returning to work and I would rush off and still arrive on time for afternoon classes.

After two years at the local college, I finally left home  to continue my studies. As it turned out, I left art for my other love: language and linguistics. I married, had a child and the calabacitas dish soon become a part of our family tradition as one of the first solid foods (minus the chiles) I gave my baby, Alex. I used a food mill to give the zucchini and other vegetables a consistency a baby could handle.


What food traditions have you carried on to your children and grandchildren?  Are there any recipes that have special meaning for you?



Calabacitas con pollo


Recipe Type: Main

Author: Gilda Valdez Carbonaro

Prep time: 20 mins

Cook time: 35 mins

Total time: 55 mins

Serves: 4

Ingredients


  • 1 lb of chicken pieces: wings, drumsticks, thighs etc.

  • 2 lbs zucchini chopped into cubes

  • 1 onion, chopped

  • 2 medium sized tomatoes, chopped

  • tsp comino powder (grind your own in a molcajete if you prefer)

  • tsp ground pepper

  • 2 serrano chiles

  • 4 tablespoons (approximately) of olive oil

  • Kernels cut from 2 fresh corn cobs

  • Salt to taste

Instructions


  1. In a large heavy pan, brown the chicken pieces in the oil over medium to high flame for about 15 minutes.

  2. Add all the rest of the ingredients, lower the heat, cover and cook for about 20 minutes, until all the flavors have come together.

  3. Be careful not to pop the serrano chiles, unless you want a spicier version. If you leave these chilies intact, they will provide flavor without making it overly spicy.
Note: I often cook this with pork, instead of chicken. If you use pork, be sure to cut it in small cubes, and brown them well, so that this flavor blends with the other ingredients. 

5 comments:

  1. Dear Gilda,

    What a lovely memory of your childhood...and what a good daughter!

    My fondest memory is the Saturday night ritual of my father making spaghetti sauce with homemade meatballs and sausage. As a Slav, this was a tribute to my Italian mother who did not cook on Sundays (how she managed the rest of the week with three daughters and a night job, I did not appreciate at the time). As the youngest and most likely to get in trouble, he and I would walk to the corner butcher at Talerico's market for the fresh ground meat; in the evening, my steel-working father, donned in my mother's kitchen apron, would carefully mold each meatball, concoct his homemade sauce. All this time, I would be running back and forth in the house trying to find a time when my dad was distracted, so I could steal a meatball before it went into the sauce. Still, I hear his voice when he caught me numerous times, "We won't have enough if you keep doing that!"

    Sunday at lunch the feast was served after morning Mass. To this day, I love the meatballs before they hit the sauce!

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  2. Gilda Valdez CarbonaroJune 24, 2011 at 8:29 AM

    Tina,

    Thank you for sharing this memory of your father. They sound like the perfect meatballs for a hungry little girl!

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  3. Thinking back now, I too calmed a lot crises for many years with meals like calabacitas, picadillo, tostadas and other delicious money saving meals. During my marriage, I was a domestic engineer while Joe worked and went to grad school. We lived on one salary, and it was my job to stretch it until the next paycheck. Thanks for the memories!!!

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  4. Gilda Valdez CarbonaroJune 27, 2011 at 9:26 AM

    Dolores,
    I marvel at how little it cost to prepare the kinds of meals I grew up on...and yet they were so healthy and so delicious!

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  5. [...] with lot os veggies comming into season, my suggestion is try "Calabasita" with chicken or pork. Calabasita means squash in Spanish. I love this dish. It has squash, fresh corn, fresh tomatos, and pork or chinken. You can leve the meat out for a delicious side dish or meatless dish. PS...it is so easy to make. Calming a Crisis with Calabacitas | Dos Gildas [...]

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