Last week we drove up the Cleveland to pick my dad up from the airport as he was returning from Colombia, South America. If you’ve been reading here for a while, you’ve probably picked up on the fact that I was born/raised in Colombia. My parents have been missionaries there for almost 40 years. Whenever my dad returns, he brings back treats from Colombia, things I can’t get here in Ohio. This time he brought us some buñelos, which are basically corn starch and baking powder mixed with a country cheese that’s made with soured milk and then deep fried. Nothing like some delicious starch and cheese, which pretty much is what all Colombian snacks are made of – they just use different kinds of starch and shape them differently.
Traditionally they’re eaten for breakfast or a snack with coffee or hot chocolate. I probably could make these, I know how to make the cheese they use and I can buy corn starch. The trick is in the frying, they have to be done just right or they are not nice spheres but weird bulbous masses. Perhaps one of these days I’ll try making them, but until then I’m happy that my dad brings us some each time he returns. We pop them in the oven for 10 minutes and they’re quite tasty!
On our way home from my parent’s house Mr Chiots and I were talking about how if he had never met me, he would have most likely never eaten a buñelo (if I had never met him I would have never eaten a brown sugar cinnamon pop tart with butter on top). It’s interesting to look back on your life and see the journey that you’ve taken, how different choices molded your life. How you ended up in your current house, in your current situation, with your current significant other, or lack there of.
Whenever I really think about it, I’m amazed at where I ended up in life. When I was little I always said I wanted to open a bakery, that was my second choice because I really just wanted to stay little. I would have never guessed that I’d be married to Mr Chiots, living in Malvern, OH, gardening like there’s no tomorrow, working at Ethel Gloves, blogging about my life, and taking photos of anything and everything I see.
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