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Mark's family gathered yesterday to make tamales. In case I have not mentioned it, Mark is Costa Rican. This year they decided to make the traditional Costa Rican Christmas food, tamales. Luckily, my mother in law works at a place that has a huge commercial kitchen that we were able to use for our tamale making festival. It was a lot of fun and even the kids got to help some. Tonight we will feast on the tamales.

Here are some pictures from yesterday.

This is my cousin. He is a giant. (He is Mark's cousin actually.) Notice he is the same height as I am, ON HIS KNEES.

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The Kinch/Castro family.
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Emmaline adding olives to the tamales.
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Emma wrapping the tamale in the banana leaves.
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The tamales laid out and ready for wrapping then steaming in the big pot.
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The finished product.
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It was a lot of fun. I am so thankful my kids get to know this part of who they are. It was a wonderful memory we all made together. Thank you all for sharing in the day and helping make it so very special for us.

**The rest of the pictures can be found here. **

Comments

Anonymous said…
That looks like so much fun!
Abby said…
It really was. And actually anywhere Mark's Tio and the boys are is fun. They are that way.
Amanda. said…
Ditto- looks like a lot of fun.

Oh, and you are so stinkin' cute I want to hug you through the screen :)

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