Baleadas

I couldn't think of anything very interesting to write so I descided to write about the most amazing food that you can ever eat in the whole world (ok, maybe only in Honduras but still amazing). It's called a baleada (Ba- lee- ada), (balas in Spanish meaning bullets). There was a story that I heard about how it got it's name: there was a woman who use to sell them on the street and one day there was a shooting near that place, so people started to say that they should go eat where the shooting took place, “I’m going to the baleada (literally: shot woman).

Ok so a baleada... the closest thing that I can compare it to for my Western friends is a bean burrito (but they are still worlds apart). It's so much more! You start with a tortilla, get those store bought ones out of your head, and don't even think about Taco Bell. This tortilla was made five minutes ago by a woman who put the flour together and smacked it around with her hands within an inch of it's life. It's sort of like fresh bread kind of good. Then come the beans (almost any Latin American staple). They are smooth as wáter (really Brown wáter). You add cream. (It's a specail kind of cream with a name that I can't spell). It's like sour cream. Then some cheese that is crumbly. You have all of this wonderfulness together (of course there is so much more that you can add to this goodness... eggs, chicken...ect). You take your first warm bite...it melts in your mouth... and slides down your throat.... you can't help but smile and close your eyes, savoring the goodness.

You're in love. You've fallen in love with Honduras.