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It’s certainly not the Jose Cuervo holiday it is in DC, where every bar in Adams Morgan offers 2x1 tequilas shot and buckets of Corona, and college kids wobble and weave along 18th Street wearing sombreros the size of café tables.
No, today in Mexico they are quietly honoring their 1862 defeat over the French at the Battle of Puebla, a proud and surprising victory for the Mexicans who were outnumbered 2-to-1 by Napoleon’s troops. Interestingly, this win had repercussions to the north, in the US of A which, at the time, was enmeshed in our Civil War (and unable to pay much attention to the struggles of our southern neighbor). With the Mexican pushback, Napoleon was obstructed from further arms sales to the Confederates; and a year later the Union was victorious at Gettysburg, leading to eventual victory in the overall war and salvation of the Union. (Maybe we North Americans do having something to celebrate today.)
Unfortunately, the win was not enough to fully rid Mexico of the French. A year later they came back with 30,000 troops, captured Mexico City, and established Emperor Maximilian as ruler of Mexico. It would take three more years, and the help of the US (once our Civil War was over) to expel the French for good, execute Maximilian, and put Juarez back into power.
As for a leftover presence of French culture in Mexico, I’ve noticed very little except this: all the barber shops and salons in SLP city seem to be named La Parisian, Jaques, Salon Eiffel, Mimi’s. It’s a lucky thing; imagine a Mexico in which the baguette had overtaken the tortilla as the primary carb and vehicle for moving food around the plate!
Ah, the tortilla. After 8 months here in Mexico, I’m happy to report: I’m finally giving-in to its power over the knife and fork. (I've always been sold on the culinary value, especially the ones hand-pressed and cooked on leña.)
But I've been resisting the tortilla as a tool, determined to uphold ‘proper table etiquette’ – at least as defined our British forefathers, knife in the left hand, fork in the right. * In restaurants here, I’m always bugging the poor waiters for a knife; oftentimes they have to embark on a mission to hunt one down – worst case scenario they arrive back at my table, when I'm halfway through my meal, with a cutting knife from the kitchen – though always delivered with a smile. Besides the basket of hot tortillas wrapped with an embroidered cloth, there’s always a holder of napkins in the middle of the table (I’ll go through most of them in a taco sitting), plus tiny bowls of salsas of various colors, textures and degrees of heat, to please an array of pallets.
I’ve been instructed and cajoled by many a Mexican guia on the proper and varied uses of the tortilla. There’s the basic scooping method, where you tear off a piece of tortilla and use it like a shovel. There’s the tortilla roll, which is quite versatile: rolling it between your palms into a little carpet, you then use it use it to push food onto your fork or simply dip the roll into your sauce. Then there’s the so-called wrapping and grabbing method, which is quite crude. I learned it very early, during Pre-service Training, on a trip to the Matauala campo, where a family had killed their best calf to celebrate our Peace Corps visit. But there was a shortage of plastic forks, 35 hungry volunteers cramped in this tiny adobe house; so the only way to pick-up very runny cabrito mole chunks was with tortillas, using the grabbing method, followed-by the wiping method to clean our Styrofoam plates.
Despite these lessons, this Cinco de Mayo morning I lay my Jiménez breakfast bar with the proper set of flatware, and a place folded napkin beneath my fork. I've cooked up some scrambled eggs with peppers and onions and a side of refried beans, and I’ve got the obligatory array condiments lined up - fresh cilantro, salsita de ajo, a bit of leftover guac, and slices of lime. (I do love the Mexican flair for condiments.) But halfway through my meal, I catch myself using nothing but two shards of corn Charras to mix the eggs and beans on my plate and shovel piled bits of tostada into my mouth – crunchy, salty, spicy, creamy and sweet all in one bite. Not only my knife, but my fork has also been relegated to the side of my plate. I had aspirations for toast with butter and jam, but somehow the slabs of uninteresting bread just sit there on my side dish and eventually wind-up in the waste basket.
So on Cinco de Mayo in my Jiménez Hovel I honor the victory of the Mexicans over the French, and the victory of the tortilla over me. Viva Mexico!
*Given that the Brits wiped out our North American indigenous population, we really have no idea what our eating customs might have been. The tortilla most certainly comes from the maize of land of Quezacotl, and managed to maintain its prominent place on the table of Mexicans, despite Indian assimilation by the Spanish.
Very nice! You're starting to assimilate! I have to say, I LOVE the tortillas. It's way more fun to eat with your hands!
ReplyDeleteI agree - especially the ones made with real maize, not just the meal. I know the difference now. THIS is a logra. Provecho!
ReplyDeleteYUM! I could just imagine the flavors...the cilantro, onion and tomato alone do it for me! We had a tiny shack of a place in Inwood that made homemade and grilled tortillas that we bought for tacos every once in a while...shame we didn't use them more!
ReplyDeleteWonderful reflection! I love how you share the savoring of foods, textures, colors, etc. Maybe there are clues to the optimal organization in all of this. Is there a parallel between the social/cultural expressions around eating and the natural form of effective organization in the region? If a healthy/powerful organization were a meal (in social and culinary senses) what would it look like?
ReplyDeleteAnother thing that you have to know is that a tortilla has two sides, but just one is the right one to place the food while making a taco. I do not know why they are different, but la cara de la tortilla is the one with a thin skin on it, and that should be inside when rolling a tortilla.
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