Bob and I love Mexican food which is why we named our cat Paco McTaco Grande. No joke. When I found out we were getting a kitten this is the conversation Bob and I had:
Me: What should we name him?
Bob: (no hesitation whatsoever) Paco!
Me: Um, why?
Bob: Because we love Mexican food.
Me: True. Ok.
Up until last week my idea of cooking Mexican food involved chicken mixed with a jar of salsa. I headed on over to Auguste Escoffier School of Culinary Arts for the class. All of my other classes were taken at Culinary School of the Rockies but they have since had a name change and I can no longer pronounce it.
The class divided and conquered the menu. Here was the Tortilla Soup:
The soup was yummy. I thought I wouldn’t want it on a hot summer night but it had a lighter summer flavour with cilantro in it and it ended up being the perfect summer soup!
My job was to make the masa dough to wrap inside the tamales.
We added pork to the masa dough and wrapped it in corn husks to be steamed.
Everybody was busy slaving away on various sides: red chile sauce, creen chile sauce, chile rellenos & sopaipillas.
We sat down to eat dinner at the end of the evening and everything looked fantastic!
To be honest, I didn’t really care for anything on the menu. Don’t get me wrong, I love fajitas and chimichangas. This was more “authentic” Mexican food and it had a lot of spice to it. I can’t handle spice. The rest of the class loved everything so I have no doubt that the recipes were great. It was just my personal taste that got in the way.
As for my favourite part of the meal: dessert with cinnamon ice cream.







































