Across the street from my condo is a very tiny restaurant. It is about seven feet wide and reaches back about 20 feet. The inside is a row of tables reaching to the back wall. I think there might be a kitchen in the back somewhere, but right at the opening of the place, there is a cooking station set up with a pot and griddle. The menu has about eight items on it.

To kick off November I stopped by on my way home, from walking around town. It wasn’t the first time I had stopped by, but it was the first time that I had time to wait. The little place stays quite busy. I ordered four Tamales for $3.00. While I was waiting for my order, more people came and made to-go orders. Before long the sidewalk was blocked. I plastered myself up against the building to make as much room as possible.

When I got my Tamales I dashed across the street, glad to get away from the crowd. As soon as I got home I opened the bag and realized that my Tamales were wrapped in Banana leaves. I hesitated, because bananas give me sore throats. Then I thought that I had better experiment before writing this type of tamales off. I ate two and put the other two in the fridge.

The surprising tamales 

The next morning, noting that I had had no reaction to the tamales of the night before, I unwrapped the cold ones and heated them while I soft scrambled some eggs. When the eggs were done, I spooned them over the warm tamales. It was as good as it sounds. To read more about Tamales click here.