The matriarch of the family (and in my opinion, the ultimate chef) has been here snow-birding it in the desert. The timing couldn't be more ideal, because for some time now I've been thinking I really should force myself to cook and learn a few things in the kitchen department. What better person to learn from than the grand master. So in an effort to up my domesticity, I've decided to cook my way through the family cookbook, so to speak. Attempt to learn some of the more loved (and more unusual) recipes in our collection. I must warn you, our family cookbook isn't a flimsy little pamphlet of papers. I come from a seriously big food-loving clan, so it is no surprise we have a seriously stellar cookbook too.
First up, I chose the beloved recipe, enchiladas. My grandma first learned this recipe of stacked enchiladas while they were stationed over in Germany. Grandpa would always bring people home for dinner, so for Easter a group of bachelors also stationed there came for dinner, but told Grandma they were going to cook for her this time...and this was the tasty meal they created and served. Apparently, they learned the recipe while stationed in Texas. This stacked version requires a giant mound of onions, (we chopped 5 onions for only 1 tray of enchiladas) so prepare to cry your way through the preparation. However, the cheesy, bubbly yumminess at the end is well worth the lengthy preparation process. So for my first try, I think it was pretty successful. I learned a few tweaks here and there that I should have made, but all in all, I think the tummies I fed, were pretty darn happy.
