Jamie stared nervously at the pot filled with hot lard and boiling water and a 5-pound piece of pork shoulder. It was his first time making Mexican food, and he had invited Manuel, Luisa, and Beatriz over to sample it. Way to put the pressure on, he thought to himself, as he turned down the…
Fish Tacos (paleo, AIP)
A couple weeks went by before Jamie ran into Manuel at Huntington again. It was mid-July, and the surf was crowded with tourists and local high school students on summer break. “I’ve been up at Redondo,” said the brown-haired boy. “Bit less crazy there.” He paddled around Jamie for a better position and lit out…
Lengua (Beef Tongue) Tacos (paleo, AIP)
Jamie stared at the wave in front of him, a clean groundswell rising up from the gaping coastline. Steadying himself, he began to paddle, catching the wave right as it broke and propelled him into the tube. The water rushed in around him, tickling his scalp as he swept through the twisting tunnel and landed in foamy whitewash by the…
