It’s rainy today. The clouds are rumbling and lightening is lighting up the sky. It’s feels sort of strange since it hardly ever rains here in Los Angeles, let along during the summer months.
The air feels thick and damp. It reminds me of summer days in the south, which makes me want to curl up with the air conditioning blasting and do absolutely nothing. I’m not doing exactly nothing today (there are last minute book edits and other shenanigans) but I am here to let you know about this dish, my favorite childhood meal: Tallarines Verde.
This was one of the recipes mom would make us when she didn’t have a ton of time. My brother and I were obsessed with this dish. I remember always coming into the kitchen and sneaking cubes of queso blanco off of her cutting board—it’s so good and salty and fresh. This green sauce is unlike what you might be accustomed to—it’s creamier and thicker.
Traditionally it’s served with steak on top but she never gave it to us like that. She skipped the steak and would just serve it to us in a bowl. Whenever I eat this, I immediately get nostalgic in a way that almost hurts. It’s an edible reminder that childhood is gone and time moves too quickly. How does that happen? I would hate to be thirteen again, with all of the doubt and anxiety and loneliness I felt as a kid, but man, it really is just moving too quickly for me. Have I ever told you that rain makes me super emo?!
The whole recipe and more stuff is on West Elm’s blog, Front + Main.
See you back on Monday. I’m revealing something to you that is super special to you. I might cry on Monday—should be fun!