Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Initial Reflections and Realizations on the Lack of Tacos

At some point, somewhere I realized that most of my international (and domestic) food related adventures stem from one simple issue: lack of tacos. If I could just get real tacos, it would all be okay. I guess maybe it's not fair to say "real" tacos - I do believe that good food, like religion or preferred literary genre, is in the eye of the beholder. People like what they like. So, maybe I should clarify. Austin tacos. Taco-stand tacos. Manuel's, El Chilito, Juan in a Million, Taco Shack…I could go on and if you're from Austin I'm sure you could too. Everyone has his or her favorite. But the point is, tacos or the lack thereof have shaped me and my ability to adapt (or not adapt) to other cultures.

It's not that I don't love other types of food. Quite to the contrary - I adore almost all food. When I cook I get wrapped up in the color, texture, smell and endless possibilities of the raw goods laid out before me. And I love to serve food. Few things give me more joy than a table brimming with food surrounded by friends and family. But, there is no sense in denying - all food from here (my home in Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic) to my previous homes (from Washington, DC to Tokuyama, Japan) is seen through the eyes of a taco. Taco goggles, if you will.

So, here's where I start, after many years of culinary adventures, to chronicle what these taco goggles have taught me about life, love, food, culture, politics and pure joy. Buen provecho and Bienvenidos.

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