At the Lovely Wife's "Holiday" party last week a friend of the lovely wife brought us tasty Tamales from the Upper West Side. Filled with pork or chicken, they were moist and tasty. I heated a leftover one up for a snack last night and it was still good, three days later. But here's the catch: the friend bought these tasty snacks from an unlicensed vendor. Because I thought they tasted so good, I dare not publish where and when to get these Tamales (although, surprisingly, it is on the Upper West Side somewhere). And yes, I thought to myself, I am glad that I am heating these pork and chicken filled petri dishes to well over 160 degrees for several minutes to kill any bacteria. So maybe I wouldn't buy sushi on the street. Having said that, I looked into what it takes to serve food on the street in the City of New York and I can understand why an immigrant tamale vendor would choose to take her chances. I have an advanced degree and can't really understand what you need to do.
Let me know if you want some tamales...
4 comments:
I know a young lady who lives around the corner from above mentioned sausage. Perhaps she will be able to bring you some - though you should really go to Carrol Gardens, it is a great neighborhood - one where I would probably prefer to live, but that's another blog.
I actually love Brooklyn. I just can't stand going more than four blocks from my house. I would have no issue moving, just going.
MM
There are now three competing tamale vendors within a 5-block stretch of the unmentionable UWS strip to which MM refers. Hint: if you start at 96th and Broadway and head south, you'll find one. Head east you'll find another, and head three blocks north to find one who sells tamales along with chicken and rice. The tamales MM cooked up probably came from the south (and best) vendor.
I was trying to keep all those guys a bit anonymous!
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