Photo: Marissa E. Sanchez “A Splash of Magic” In France, a sauce is just an entrée’s sidekick. But a rich, complex sauce is the very heart of the Mexican meal. By Zarela Martinez Special to the Times Los Angeles... (Continue reading)
The Feast of La Candelaria in Tlacotalpan, Veracruz is certainly one of the most spectacular and joyous celebrations that I have ever been a part of. People flock here from all Mexico at the time of the major town fiesta,... (Continue reading)
When I was doing research for my book, “Food from my Heart,” I uncharacteristically made a trip to Oaxaca in the winter. On every visit to this magical place that is my spiritual home, my first stop is the Benito... (Continue reading)
Photos by Carlos Baizabal At age 22, Veracruzan chef, Lesterloon Sanchez already commands respect. Some of it has to do with his height (1.84 meters, 6’4″) and his purposeful quiet manner but there’s fire in his green eyes burning for... (Continue reading)
My first taste of Xico was a crispy buñuelo, a fried “flour tortilla” very lightly dusted with fine granulated sugar and topped with chicken that had first been cooked with blackberry liqueur and then sauteed with garlic and onion and... (Continue reading)
This picture features two ingredients usually associated with Afro-Mexican cooking: Peanuts in the Salsa Macha and plantain here sliced paper-thin and fried into chips called mariquitas. It’s hard to believe that I have only been back to Veracruz... (Continue reading)
When I had finished writing The Food and Life of Oaxaca, I thought I’d never want to write another cookbook. Not only was I exhausted from the work of getting a complex book into print, but my heart and mind... (Continue reading)
Thanks to trending on twitter many, many new users have signed up for my website so I will be re-posting some of the most popular articles like this one from my book Zarela’s Veracruz (Houghton Mifflin, 2001) If... (Continue reading)
I get the greatest satisfaction and have some of the most fun when I cook especially for my friends. I like to pick a large menu of their favorite dishes and cook them slowly, deliberately from my recipes, always... (Continue reading)
I’ll never forget the first time I tasted Thai food. It was in 1983 at a restaurant called Bangkok Cuisine on Seventh Avenue around 53rd Street. These faintly fishy, sweet and salty, burning hot flavors kept dancing on my... (Continue reading)