This year winter is threatening to last forever. It seems that I have been cold for so long and I yearn for summer to come. I took it upon myself to see if I could hasten its arrival.
My abuelita used to say that summer and horchata was a natural pair. You couldn’t have one without the other. I have fond memories of drinking horchata on hot summer days. It was so cooling and fresh; it tasted like nothing else.
Since my grandma said the two went hand-in-hand and I knew that whenever summer came we would have horchata – logic would have it that the reverse was also true. Therefore, if I whipped up a jar full, summer should result. I had not tasted it for years and I began to look forward to this exercise.
I went to work and gathered up the ingredients. I blended rice, water, and canela. I let it soak in the refrigerator overnight. The next morning I added milk, and sugar. A splash of vanilla topped it off and I was in business.
I poured a tall glass and headed for the kitchen table. Glancing out the window I saw it had begun to snow. I knew it was not going to be easy to banish the winter. I brought the glass to my lips, took a sip and closed my eyes. I was immediately transported to my grandmother’s kitchen. It was warm and the smell of cooking meats and breads perfumed the air. My abuelita would hum a tuneless song as she worked; and all was right with the world.
I glanced out the window of my kitchen again. If anything the snow was coming down harder now. So, it’s on then. I was prepared to drink the entire pitcher right now, if need be. I was done with winter. I craved summer. I topped off my glass and raised it in challenge to the winter snow.
Too many words, sorry about that Light and Shade. Here’s a recipe.
Horchata
1 1/3 cup rice
5 cups of water
2 cinnamon sticks
1 cup milk
1/3 cup white sugar (or to taste)
Vanilla (to taste)
Put 1 1/3 cup rice in the blender with about 2 cups of water and 2 cinnamon sticks. Blend until the rice and cinnamon are roughly ground. Add the remaining water and blend thoroughly. Pour into a pitcher and place in the refrigerator to soak (overnight is best but if you can’t wait that long go at least 4-5 hours).
Strain the mixture. Add the milk, sugar (a rounded 1/3 cup for ‘not too sweet’ – 2/3 cup for ‘sweet’) and a generous splash of vanilla. Serve chilled
An almost magical act of summoning – and a wonderful telling of it. Thanks for linking up
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The whole idea of seeking to control things that you should not be able to is intriguing. I believe this general quest has led to a lot of inventions over time and will undoubtedly continue to do so. Thanks for the read and the comment.
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that sounds yummy. I want to try it
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If you’ve never had it before you should try it at least once. Thanks for the read.
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I saved it in my documents. It sounds so intriguing. just plain white rice?
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Yeah – long or medium grain.
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thanks!
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It’s quite amazing how the human mind can connect seemingly unrelated things into one giant web of memories. Good luck with your challenge 🙂 And thanks for the recipe.
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I am also intrigued that the triggers for these memories can be so varied and disparate. Often times seemingly unrelated.
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I loved the description and the determination to bring in the summer. I also love the recipe. I had never heard of horchata. (word count is fine, don’t sweat it) Lyssa M x
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Thank you ma’am for turning a blind eye to the word count. I’m happy you liked the story. It was fun to write.
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I love this! I also struggle with the word limit, but I’m glad you wrote this and posted it.
(Also, thank you for the recipe, I have saved it.)
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It was kinda fun to write. Working off the prompt one swallow does not a summer make but I really needed to be verbose. Thanks for the read and the feedback.
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I have never heard of horchata but now am intrigued!! ♥
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Pretty magic stuff. You can usually buy it in taquerias and the like.
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Lovely story. I love the attitude and sweet memory.
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Thank you for this praise. I am glad you enjoyed it.
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Having read your tale, I just have to try the recipe
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Hopefully you will not be disappointed! Thanks for reading.
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A lovely childhood memory (thanks for the recipe.) I’m sure for those living through last year’s harsh winter, a little abuelita magic would have been welcome.
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Abuelita’s are always magic, aren’t they?
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