Nieces, Nephews, and Nudity...

Pedro, myself, and sixty surviving Alfajores sought out old Richmond, Virginia, this past week. An important part of the family lives there, and the sixty-three of us were seeking inspiration out east. Among nephews, nieces, giggles and laughs, we unearthed an old, nearly-forgotten recipe that has remained buried and fragmented in our collective memory for decades.

After a few days of hard work at my brother’s house, we rediscovered the perfect predecessors to the Maitelates Alfajores you have come to know so well. We baked; we ate; we baked again; we ate again. We tried different presentations, continually eating. We also slept, but just a little… there was much more to discuss, and of course, to eat!

And then we made a sweet discovery! We found, before us, a nude Maitelates Alfajor. Nude? Yes, nude, but still… done with good taste. No chocolate on this one. Shocking! Let’s call it the skinny dude, the diet(y) friend, a nude you could show your parents without embarrassment, the perfect guest for your tea party. Yum!!!!

And it’s funny, because I didn’t want to do this before… I kind of had this love thing with chocolate – my personal touch – that was keeping me from trying the traditional “nude” version of the alfajor. But, I found in my family the energy, the courage, and again, the inspiration to take the challenge. Family is a gift, an awesome privilege to have around. And I humbly and respectfully believe I have a great one. Lucky me!

Try my new taste of South America in the form of these two buttery, shortbread cookies bound together with handmade Dulce de Leche, and a final touch of powdered sugar melting in your mouth. Guilt-free.

Fernandito, Inaki, Elisa, Belen, Fernan & Maida, you ROCK!

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