I had no idea how I could escape the bedroom, since we were all sleeping in the same room. I knew it was already nightfall, although the room had no windows; It was dark when we went to sleep already. That night I felt very hungry because I did not want to eat more, because I was afraid to eat the food prepared by Mrs. Lola. Little by little I started to get nervous. I did not want to miss the time when Pepe comes to say goodbye to Mrs. Lola, and I did not want to miss the opportunity to be outside the room to be able to follow him. I did not have a watch and I did not want to ask the time because I did not want to arise suspicion about my plans, so I got the idea and I asked my sister, “Can I turn off the candle that you left burning in case a blackout should occur? The candlelight won’t let me sleep. “
As a child I learned to enjoy the colors of nature by carefully observing the different shades that could be seen in the bark of a tree, in the leaves of a bush, in the shell of a fruit, in the skin of an animal, in the reflection of the light on the water, in the dawn of a hot day, in the sunset of a cold day, in the darkness of the night where the moon shines covered with silver, in the raindrops and in the eyes of the people I love.
Since I was a child, I’ve liked cooking and modifying cooking recipes to give them a very personal touch and somehow, I always convert the recipes into original combinations of ingredients and flavors creating my own particular style of preparing them. On this occasion I want to share with you a recipe, which I’ve given the name of “Maria Amelia”, as a tribute to a great woman. She was an example in many aspects of life and she touched the lives of many people. I’ve used this recipe every Christmas season to prepare “María Amelia Cake”, and whenever I do, I remember how Maria Amelia ate almost the entire cake and with a jovial smile she told me, “You are to blame for making it so good, it’s perfect!, and then she asked ; “Could I take a little piece for Papa?, that as usual he had decided to stay at home”. So, every time I baked, I would make a special cake just for her and since it has been a few days since her passing I want to say that her joy and sweetness will become infused in the flavor of this cake. Even though this Christmas season will be the first of many in which Maria Amelia will not be eating the cake.
There are small things and sometimes ridiculous attitudes, which can act like the glue of a relationship. Strengthening them and creating memories with which they can laugh whenever they remember them; like: an inside joke, a badly sung song, a burnt meal, a simple I Love You; or perhaps more emotive and eloquent words spoken at the precise moment, such as: I will love you forever.
Each couple creates those special moments in a special, unrepeatable way, with which they establish a bond of complicity, joy, love and tolerance. In those cases where you become angry with your partner for whatever reason, you will still forgive them. Since those ridiculous moments (private in the life of each couple) have the power to transport them, to an almost perfect world that they have built by means of memories of something beautiful and intangible and that becomes the anchor that gives them stability, good sense, joy; as well as the strength to continue loving that special being with which they chose to live their life. In some countries it is customary to throw rice on the couple that is marrying, as a symbol of abundance and this time for the couple who wrote me, rice combined with chicken has been constituted as a symbol of union and happiness creating a recipe popular simply known as: