A Puerto Rican Feast in Guate
Last week while I was grocery shopping, I noted with glee
that the plantains on sale were green.
This weekend, a few were still green, and I bought them.
These looked greener in the store. They were a tiny bit too ripe, actually. |
What’s the big deal with green plantains? Plantains are a staple of Guatemalan
cuisine. However, here they sell and eat
them exclusively ripe. I have seen
nothing but bright yellow/black plantains in stores and at markets since I
moved here. Ripe (yellow) plantains are
great for making sweet fried plantains, which are very popular here.
But to make my Puerto Rican favorites—namely mofongo and
tostones—one needs green, unripe plantains.
They need to be starchy (almost like a potato) rather than sweet.
So, back to this past weekend. A plan formed in my head, and along with the
plantains, I picked up red beans and mentally verified that at home I had
Sazon, Sofrito, garlic, tomato sauce, and the other seasonings that go into my staple
make-at-home Puerto Rican meals.
Once the groceries were purchased, I sent out invitations,
and on Monday night, I whipped up chicken alá Kezia (seasoned the way she
taught me, back in the day), white rice and red beans, and, with the help of
three friends who were eager to learn, a mountain of tostones.
I wasn’t sure how many people who be coming to dine with us,
so I opted to make tostones rather than mofongo to ensure that I had enough
plantains. Tostones are fried
plantains. They taste a bit like a French
fry, I guess, but they have a very different shape.
When Kenra, Jestina, and Nadine arrived, they all jumped in
to learn the process needed to make tostones, and we formed a bit of an
assembly line. Kenra patted the plantain
pieces dry after their saltwater soak to ensure they wouldn’t send hot oil
flying. I manned the fry pan. Everyone took turns smooshing the plantains
flat after they’d been fried the first time, and then Jestina passed them back
to the pan for their 2nd frying.
Turns out we had a few too many plantains. We had enough tostones to feed about 4 more
people.
Nevertheless, we ended up with a well-rounded Puerto Rican
meal I could be proud of. I was so happy
to be able to share a bit of my background with my Guatemalan friends—even if
PR is only my adopted 2nd culture.
And the best part of the night? My friends insisted on doing the dishes
before leaving! Life doesn’t get
better.
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