Little quiches


WHEN MY CHILD BRIDE is not pumping iron at the gym or jawing interminably with her sister (how women can talk), she usually is baking.

Four or so years ago, she began to sell her wares out of a basket on the main plaza of our Colonial town. She rapidly became very popular.

Words like increíble and sensacional  were heard. Selling pastries and bread on the sidewalk is common in Mexico. Some of it is good. Much is just passable.

Little is increíble.

The primary reason for this is that most vendors do it entirely for money. To maximize profits, they scrimp on ingredients. This is counterproductive, of course, but long-term thinking figures into few Mexican business plans.

Better to pocket what you can get today. Forget mañana.

My bride, however, is inspired by two things. One, of course, is to earn money, which she keeps in a separate bank account, and she does better than one might think since she only sells one afternoon a week, Saturday, and her prices are low.

The second is that she simply loves to bake. It’s a hobby. She embraces the positive feedback, which is considerable and puts a smile on her face.

She does not scrimp on the ingredients.

A few weeks ago, she added a new product. That’s it in the photo, little quiches. They are 4.5 inches across, and very tasty. They started out a bit slow because no one here knows what a quiche is, plus the natives are not adventuresome eaters, to put it mildly.

But the quiches have caught on, mostly with Gringos, becoming a popular addition to the other products such as pecan pie, banana bread, cheesecake, strawberry muffins, fig mufffins, brownies and little pies of chicken and beef.

When you marry a Mexican, you never know what you’re gonna get.

But it’s usually tasty.

22 thoughts on “Little quiches

  1. The reason I hesitate to bake is that only we two would eat it all! If I could sell the excess I would have a grand hobby and a small income. However, selling out of an individual’s kitchen in the USA without the proper documentation from authorities would be criminal 🙂


    1. I once worked for a company that put a stop to potlucks in the various sections unless the people who brought in their goods could prove it came form a certified kitchen. Breath by breath the life is sucked out of America.


      1. Steve: For a good number of years, a nice young woman from outside would come up to the Houston Chronicle newsroom evenings, selling goodies, desserts, sandwiches. It was very convenient for us and, of course, she made money. And she was a babe. Another plus.

        But it stopped one day. I was told the newspaper would not let her in the building anymore. I imagine the reason was something like what happened at the company you mention.

        Life-sucking indeed.


    2. Carole: You touch upon just one of the many downsides of living in today’s America. It’s a freaking pity.

      But don’t think my wife does not have to pay taxes. She shares the sidewalk on that block with a score of hippie businesses, mostly homemade jewelry, drums, duds from the Yucatán, etc. And City Hall wants its bite, of course. Once every so often a “tax collector” passes by and collects “tax” from all these business folks. My wife paid that tax, which was something along the line of 50 cents a week, if memory serves, but after she gave the “tax collector” a free muffin every Saturday for two or three weeks, he quit collecting her tax. Quit even passing by her basket. In short, we bought him off, Mexican-style. Maybe it was a brownie.


    1. Brenda: Come on down, and buy a few. We’ll give you the Gringo special price, which is a bit more than usual.

      Or perhaps not, being as how I know you and all.


      1. jajaja, well thanks a lot!
        I usually don’t buy if I am offered something with the “gringo” price tag attached; but considering how good those look I would be hard put to refuse.


  2. I will attest to the scrumptiousness of said pastries. I have on many occasions sampled numerous varieties and never ever been disappointed. However, Felipe, don’t do too much advertising. In spite of the fact she loves to cook, I’m sure your lovely wife does not want to spend the entire week preparing for her Saturday gig.


    1. Andean: And it tastes better than it looks. She is totally self-taught. I have long heard that bread can be tricky to make. She occasionally makes whole loaves of garlic or spice bread from scratch, mostly just for us, and it’s always great. She even did it perfectly on her first try.


  3. WHEN MY CHILD BRIDE is not pumping iron at the gym or jawing interminably with her sister (how women can talk), she usually is baking.

    If women stopped talking they would probably just blow up…


    1. Peter: I never considered that very real possibility. You’re a funny fellow.

      The female capacity to converse is a source of lifelong amazement to me. I can scarcely talk for two minutes straight without running out of material and/or getting hoarse.


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