If I’m honest, I didn’t grow up loving tamales. I was a first-gen kid wishing there were mashed potatoes and roasted chicken at the center of my table. I had missed the treasure of masa and red-sauced pork. I didn’t understand their value, yet! In my twenties, not only did I start loving my brown skin, my culture, but I also started to love eating  tamales, sí,  pero definitely not making  them. I didn’t even bother asking for the recipe because if your family is anything like mine, there...

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