So, I was born in a Virginia…rural Virginia…where fried chicken, corn on the cob and biscuits rule. Sweet tea…it was my equivalent to milk/juice most kids drink. I didn’t have sushi or a million other “ethnic” foods until I was well into my teens. There were definitely no Cinco de Mayo recipes made in our house growing up either!
BUT, I am convinced my mother must have lived in Texas or Mexico for some portion of her pregnancy because my love of Tex-Mex and Mexican food runs deeps. Like…I’ll drive an hour each way in traffic to get to my favorite Mexican restaurant without so much as a complaint. Once I started to fall in love with cooking, it is all Tex-Mex…all.the.time. Hence the reason, I felt the need to take a traditional “American” dish and take it South {and a little West}.
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