Tuesday, May 27, 2014
6- A Connection To The Past
I interview my mom and my little sister and I ask then about their experience with Mangu and their opinion about it.
~My mom and sister experience and opinion about Mangu
PREPARATION: First peel the plantain and then you boil it after that, you place it on a bow then you mashed it with butter and a little bit of cold water if you want you can add a little bit of hot water and milk to make it softer. After is mashed you can eat it like that or you can fry some cheese, eggs or/and salami you can also eat it with any topic you want also can cut some onion put it in vinegar for about 5 minutes and then fry it. It’s a nature and easy food to do there is no toxic on it because is made at home and is made of plantains the only thing that contains a little bit of toxic is the butter or it depends in the type of butter you use but otherwise is the most easy food to make if you very hungry and there is nothing to eat also you don't need a lot of ingredients to do it. I had ate Mangu since I were little Mangu is part of our culture. D.R is mostly recognize by our food Mangu, Rice, Meat and beans.
5-Food and emotio
I remember a time that I was feeling sad because I missed my mom and I really wanted to eat her food because I cain don't like my grandma food even that I appreciate what she do for us because every day she get from work and she dont even take a minute to seat down she just go directly to the kitchen to prepare the food but that day I was really missing my mom so I remembered that when I went for vacation she teach me how to make a soup so I tried to make the same soup and while I was eating it I start remembering the time we spend together and all she had done for me my little brother and my sisters and I would say that she is the best mom in the world and she would do anything for us she would sacrifice for her kids and I feel so proud of my mom I would never feel ashame of my mom. I really think that food can affect our emotions in good and bad way for example when I take a nap that I wake up hungry and I find out that they cook my favorite food and then it doesn't taste like I was expecting to tasted I really get mad for that. There are some food that I don't like and when I smell it my stomach start to hurt really badly I also get mad when i'm eating something and I eating it like thats the last food on earth and somebody ask me if they can get some that really get me mad but there is some food that make me think when I was leaving with my family in D.R and like I suddenly start remembering eating the same food with them and how with used to spend time together when eating. I always remember my cousin doing crazy things while we was eating and my grandma arguing with her because she would never listened but it was moments that for me during that time wasn't important at all and now that I had grown up and stop leaving with then are the most beautiful and important memories in my life.
4-The history of my food
I dont really know the Mangu history and I cant find it either but there is a story that says that during the American invasion of the Dominican Republic (1916), American soldiers would walk into rural towns and the residents would serve them whatever they had for food. On this particular day the soldiers were served with Mangu, one soldier slowly eta the mash plantain savored and said “ Man this is good!” after that all soldiers tried and agreed that in fact, that stuff was good. Since then when serving the dish the town people would present it as mangu because they didn't know what they really mean by "man this is good" and they thought that was the name of the mashed plantain and like people say thats how the name come from. I also were told that the mangu come from african slaves from when there were africans in the country they do something similar to the mangu and they also have a different name they call it "fufu" also in cuba is known as "fufu de platano" and it have some many names like tacacho or cayeye. I dont think you can find mangu in a typical restaurant it would be at a dominican restaurant or a Hispanic restaurant I had never seen mangu in other places or a american or Chinese restaurant. 3-Community
There aren’t a lot of people from my country in my neighborhood but there are a few people from my country that lives in my building. The holidays from my country, almost all of them are related with food. When there is some holidays they share food with my family like the holy week (Semana Santa) in DR the holy week is very famous by the "Habichuela Con Dulce". In the holy week the take a day for this which is the holy friday and they make this recipe is like sweet beans but in a very different way they first boil the beans and then they add the ingredients I don't know the receipt I only know that at the end you can eat it with some cain of cookies that they use it specially for that or you can eat it with Casave. When it comes to this holy week we get Habichuela Con Dulce from almost all neighbors.
There is a restaurant that I can eat food from my country is call Noche De Copas and one of my favorite dish from there is “Chicharron De Pollo Con Frito” or (Mofongo) but I always choose Chicharon De Pollo Con Frito. When I go there I love to eat this food because they make the Chicken so delicious and it tastes different from the chicken that my grandma here on the U.S made and I love the fact that the food I'm eating is Dominican and I feel more close to my culture.
2-Memories
I don't remember exactly how old I was when I first I ate my favorite food but I know for sure that I was a baby when I first eaten those food for the first time. I don't remember the last time I eat my favorite food but I do remember the last time I ate Pastelitos. It was on my vacations in DR in summer of 2012. I remember that I had to go by myself because my cousins were watching the novela and it was already night. I would say that my mom and my grandma make the best domplin. I don't know why but they do it in some differently from everybody. It’s like nobody knows how to cook like my mom or grandma. I love the way they cook I would do anything to eat their food right now. I miss their food so much that when I get to DR I would like my grandma to cook me some white rice with guandules, meat , ensalada rusa and some nature juice I would be the happiest person in the word. I feel so different when I eat my favorite food made by them and like happy because I miss their food so much. Its like I’m so use to eat this food that my dad made here that when I go to my country that I eat my mom or grandma food it taste like I had never eat before. The food from my mom and the food from my dad are so different that when I go to DR I miss it so much that I would not get tired of eating the same food made by her over and over again. There are some cultures that do it different from us and they had many different names but in some way they are similar.
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