I remember the first time I tried a scarecrow tostada. It was Halloween 2010. I thought it was going to taste like an average tostada. Turns out, I was very wrong.
The scarecrow tostada tasted amazing, juicy clices of tomato were created into a scarecrow nose, a "scarecrow hat", which was really a tortilla chip, crunchy, balanced the flavor of the tomato. The ground beef "face" was flavored with spices. The lettuce "hair" was crispy and fresh. Shiny black olives posed as eyes. Red bell peppers were delicately placed as a mouth. Holding the face together was a crunchy tostada shell. Each ingredient complemented each other perfectly. In a world filled with basic, boring dinners, the scarecrow tostadas had style.
The spirit of Halloween was ringing through the Freire household. My mom, always willing to try something new, was in love with the idea of everyday recipes resembling Halloween objects. As I walked into the kitchen, I felt like I was stepping into an alternative world, a world that was all Halloween. Halloween music, containing witch cackles and coyote calls, was blaring from the nearby stereo. The wonderful aroma of dinner punctuated the air. The lights were dimmed, in an attempt to create a "scary" Halloween ambiance. My mom was creating the scarecrows with a grand smile stretching across her face.
"How do they look?" my mom asked me, hesitation creeping into her voice.
"They look cute!" I reassure her.
"I hope so...I am determined to make them look as best as possible," she replies, her confidence coming back in every word she spoke.
My family and I sit down at the too crowded dinner table; our chairs are saviors to our tired bodies. My mom serves us our scarecrow tostadas.
Excited smile plastered on her face, she says, "Enjoy your spooky dinner!"
I study my dinner, my plate consists of a scarecrow tostada and a side of Spanish rice, which my mom named "witch throw up". Doesn't that sound delicious? I dive into my dinner, each flavor satisfying my taste buds. Tomato, lettuce, olives, ground beef, tortilla chip, and tostada shell tasted just as good as the first time I tired it. But, I noticed something was different. There was something that was added to these tostadas that wasn't in the original tostadas. Cheese. I asked my mom why she added cheese to these tostadas.
"I wanted to make these different than the first ones we ate. Just to shake things up!" she replied.
The cheese was named "hair highlights". I quickly decided that these scarecrow tostadas were more amazing than the tostadas I tried last year. Scarecrow tostadas became a family favorite. I will be excited to eat them again next Halloween season.
Great job! I really enjoyed reading this, but it made me soooo hungary.
ReplyDeleteOne thing you could work is the order you put your words in because its kinda confusing. For example when your describing what the parts of the scarecrow was it was kinda a run on sentence, it was very confusing.
I really loved the idea of this piece! The only question i have is in the first paragraph are you talking about your first time trying the dinner and then the next paragraph about your second time tasting the dinner? over all i loved this story:)
ReplyDeletereally good! lots of detail throughout the piece. just confused with the transition between the paragraphs
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