Prompt: Soul food. What did you eat this year that you will never forget? What went into your mouth & touched your soul?
My Mama made mole for me the first week she was here. OMIGOSH! The flavors, the smell, the warmth... it was an amazing meal! I loved it. It took me back to my childhood. My Mama always made mole and rice. Then one day we asked for mashed potatoes with it to kinda of cool down the mole sauce. A tradition was born. So that day, my Mama made mole, rice and mashed potatoes for me. We sat and ate and laughed and talked and laughed some more. It was an incredible bonding moment.
For me, mole symbolizes familia, cultura, comida, amor and just being Mexican! It's a dish that is eaten by almost every Mexican I know. I can't forget the times my Mama made us mole for dinner. It was always a very very special meal for us, whether it was for our birthday, a congratulatory dinner or Wednesday...
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