Depending what kind of rice she was making, the room took on a different scent. But whatever it was, it was comforting. It was home. It was the meal I could always count on. We ran out of many things between compras but never rice. There was always a pillow sack of rice around.
Yesterday Rachel, aka The Art Muse, shared a picture and post about tostones for Hispanic Heritage Month,”…of the things I could have written about to cover this month, look what I chose. Tostones.” My mother made tostones too. And I understand Rachel’s love affair with them.
Food is often our first connection to our heritage – whether it’s white rice, red beans or tostones. The food we grow up with are the things that keep us close to our culture and to our childhood.
What is the food of your childhood?
And if white rice is a staple in your home – join the fun on Instagram and share where you store it?
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Carolyn Gonzalez says
Oh rice! I could eat it every day as well. My mami and abuelita make it with onions, green peppers and achoite for color. I like mine white because I am too lazy to make it any other way. š
Lisa says
Oooooooh that sounds good! I get lazy too but when I want to add something to white rice – I love adding in the peas with mushrooms (the frozen kind). It makes me feel less guilty.