My Neighbor’s Grandmother Inspired Me to Make Tacos
I’m going to share a recipe with you today. But first I’m going to talk about the crisp fall air hitting my face as I walked my dog through the neighborhood and stopped to chat with my neighbor who told me about her grandmother who recently passed away and shared her childhood memories of making tacos on Sunday afternoons with her grandma and all the neighborhood widows who had no one left to cook for. And then I’m going to bring it back to cooking and tell you that this story reminded me that I should be thankful for my family and inspired me to make tacos for them.
But it’s all a lie – I don’t walk my dog and I don’t stop to chat with my neighbors. Most of them don’t like me because of the Great Urban Chicken Escape of 2015 (but that’s another – actually true! – story for another recipe). I told the lie because food bloggers seem to be required to share a personal story to go along with their recipe, something that evokes warm-and-fuzzy feelings and cozy vibes.
But the truth is, I just like tacos. And tacos don’t need a story. They stand on their own.
Enjoy this simple recipe!
Jacque’s Chili Lime Chicken Tacos with Mango Salsa
2 mangos cut into small pieces 1 jalapeño chopped (or more if you like spice) 1 handful of cilantro, chopped 2 green onions, chopped 2 tomatoes, chopped Juice of 2 limes Salt to taste
1 lb. chicken breast cut into bite-sized pieces Juice of 2 limes 2 Tbsp. cumin 2 Tbsp. chili powder 2 Tbsp. garlic powder 2 Tbsp. vegetable oil Salt to taste
Mix mango salsa ingredients together in a bowl. Set aside.
In a bowl, combine chicken, lime juice and spices. Fry it all up in a hot pan with oil until chicken is brown on the outside and no longer pink inside. Set aside.
Fry corn tortillas in a small amount of oil until they get just crispy on the edges.
Assemble your tacos with tortillas and garnish with sour cream, shredded cheese, chopped cabbage, avocados, and top with your mango salsa.
Holy crap this is good! Make it and share it with your neighbor and her dead grandmother’s widow friends (or just eat it all yourself if you’re not feeling neighborly).