My family makes tamales every year for Christmas. We’ve been making them since I was eight years old, so yeah, we started somewhere around 2000. I kid! Tamale Day is a Herrera tradition that I can’t live without. I’ve only missed it twice in 35 years which should tell you how fun it is. We’ve had a crazy cast of characters over the years, but the constant has always been my mom, aunt, me, and my grandma before she passed away. I love that time with these ladies. We just sit around chit chatting while we work. My mom makes them so we can eat them for Christmas and to give away as Christmas gifts. I help not only because it’s my family duty, but also so I can eat them for weeks and months afterward!
Mom learned from her Mexican sister-in-law back in the day and had tweeked her recipe over the years. If there’s leftover masa and/or husks, I take them home and make a mini batch for hubby and I. The photo above shows a small batch of chicken tamales I made last December. I make my homemade enchilada sauce and throw in rotisserie chicken, making them both easy and good! I’ve even attempted to show a friend or two how to make them, but that’s ended up drinking too much wine and not making too many tamales. Every Christmas we also get tamales from our gardener/second dad and from the aunt who taught my mom. Christmas might get a new name next year – Tamale Fest!