On Christmas Eve growing up we ate tamales, rice, beans, and tortillas while everybody else was having ham and potatoes or whatever. Seriously, which would you rather be having? It's no contest.
Carrie and I have always had a Mexican dinner on Christmas Eve, but it wasn't until last year that we made our own tamales. Every year the meal gets a little better as we add more pieces, improve on the recipes, and do more homemade. This time it was the best we've ever done. Tamales, rice, refried beans, red chile sauce, and flour tortillas, all homemade and from scratch. It was awesome. The best part: eating leftovers for another week.
And it looks like it might live on another generation - Sadie loved it. Dallin's not quite there yet, but he doesn't like anything that's not sweet.
Why wait until Christmas Eve to do it again? Other than the fact that it literally takes all day to prepare this meal, I can't think of any reasons.
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