How I came to have taco meat in my ear is understandable. I was eating a delicious turkey taco in a hard corn tortilla shell. As you know, when you are eating a hard shell taco, once you've committed to the first bite, you have committed to every bite thereafter until it is finished. On bite one, the shell breaks and only your hand is holding the whole contraption together. I always hold the taco in my right hand. I had not noticed that taco drippings had graced my left hand. My hair was not pulled back off my face and was itching my left ear. I could not afford to have an ear itch at this point as I had already committed to eat the entire taco. I used my free left hand to bring the loose hairs away from the ear. Then I felt it. That awful feeling of wetness in a location that should not be wet at that moment in time, and I discovered I had left taco meat in my ear.
I know you're wondering how I could possibly post a taco recipe after that story, but apparently I have no qualms about doing it. Brian and I eat turkey tacos on average every two weeks. They are incredibly simple to put together, fairly nutritious (minus the taco shell), and fast. I never tire of them, which is saying something because I have probably eaten tacos monthly since I've been eating solid foods (so 34 years give or take). When Brian and I first got together for the second time (long story), and I suggested tacos for dinner, he opened the cabinet and reached for seasoning mix. It is my love for this man that kept me from running out the door. It is his patience and openness to new things that allowed him to embrace my way of making tacos.
My disgust for taco seasoning mix at an early age was the first indicator I might adore food, its preparation and its consumption. I was at a slumber party at the cool girl's house. She also happened to be nice and inclusive which explains why most of our third grade class was there. The kitchen was open to the living area, and so while playing I watched her mother prep dinner in the kitchen. I saw her mother put seasoning mix in the taco meat. At first my objection was purely conjectural. My mother didn't use it and therefore it must be bad. Conjectural led to empirical because the first taste of the slumber party taco let me know that seasoning mix is evil.
My mother's blossoming into a fine cook took time, but her tacos were great from the very beginning (also known as my early years). She is an amazing person, a single mother who raised two children while still creating a professional life for herself. Tacos were one of her early successes in the kitchen. This recipe is hers.
TURKEY TACOS
Serves 3-4
1 medium yellow onion, diced
2 garlic cloves, minced
2 T canola oil
1 to 1 1/4 pounds ground turkey (or beef)
1 4-oz. can diced green chiles (I prefer the Hatch brand)
1 8 oz. can tomato sauce
1 t. cumin (I like cumin so I put in 1/2 T.)
1/4 t. cayenne pepper
salt and pepper to taste
Augmentations:
tortillas and/or taco shells
chopped tomatoes
shredded lettuce
shredded cheddar cheese
sour cream
hot sauce
Heat a 10 to 12-inch saute pan over medium to medium-high heat. Add the oil and swirl around the pan. Add the onions and garlic, and saute just until translucent. Add the meat and break it apart with a fork or spoon. Once the meat is broken up and fully mixed into the onions, add the green chiles, tomato sauce, spices, and salt and pepper. Let the mixture simmer down, which should take approximately ten minutes. Remember, you want very little extra liquid in the pan, otherwise you'll have taco meat dripping all over your hand.
While the taco meat mixture reduces, preheat the oven to 190 F. Warm up the taco shells and/or tortillas in the oven. When the meat is ready, put it in your vessel of choice augment with cheese, lettuce, tomatoes and/or hot sauce.
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