By Jackie Camacho-Ruiz
Green enchiladas. Green enchiladas. How can I forget the magic this recipe brought to my childhood?
The vivid smells spread throughout our small brick house in my beautiful Mexico, while my mother multitasked in the kitchen. The smell … yes, unforgettable. I knew that something muy especial was going to happen when she made the green enchiladas.
You see, we come from a humble middle class family and having enough resources to make this special recipe meant abundance and a gathering with our loved ones.
The love for this recipe continued to grow as I became an adult. I would spend days perfecting my mom’s recipe and making them at every opportunity. Every time I made these enchiladas verdes, it became my way to show my love for those I was hosting with this recipe that meant so much to me. Eventually, I became the “expert” in making green enchiladas, making this the only recipe in my repertory. My family would come over and automatically knew what I would make to welcome them to my home.
Now that I am a pilot—Jackie Camacho-Ruiz, la “Pilotina”—and have achieved much since my humble beginnings, I treasure every micromoment in my life even more. Every time I have an opportunity to fly, I think of the traditions that allow me to soar the skies as one of the few Latina airplane pilots in the United States. I think of all the challenges I have had to overcome. I think of my humble beginnings in the brick house in a home filled with love.
There are micromoments in life that stay with us forever, usually marked by smells, flavors, colors that bring us closer to home.
Green enchiladas continue to mark the amazing special occasions that connect our family. What is the recipe that makes you soar and brings you home?