Over the weekend José and I had dinner at Fogón, an upscale Mexican restaurant that opened this spring in a neighborhood near where we live. I’ll write more about it another time, but I had to share a photo of this earthy-tasting, perfectly over-stuffed quesadilla I ate as an appetizer—it had cheese and huitlacoche (also known as corn smut or corn truffle), epazote, salsa rustica with black beans and was topped with a small dollop of creme fraiche and light greens. It’s the culinary equivalent of black gold! (More on the topic of huitlacoche soon, I promise!)
- How do you like to eat huitlacoche? Have you ever had it before?
Never heard of huitlacoche! You’re opening up new worlds for me, Maura! 😉
It’s a dangerous addiction, Laurita! 😉 Hope you can find it somewhere near you to try!
mmm.. que rico!! this looks so yummy!
Thanks for sharing
Yes, yes — more on huitlacoche. It’s been waaaaay too long since I’ve had some… And I love such a quesadilla. Ok, now I gotta hunt for something similar in my neck of the woods. Thanks for reminding me of this scrumptious taste.
Aurelia, this is a strange suggestion, but check your local Mexican grocers—they won’t carry it fresh most likely but some Latin markets carry a canned version. I’ve never eaten it but they always sell out of it at one of the markets I go to. Might have to get one myself just to try it, though generally I’m not really into eating canned goods because something is out of season.
ive never heard of or had huitlacoche, but it sure looks divine and hearty!! was that taken with hipstamatic?? I love it, if so!
Hi Bren, yes, it was taken with the Hipstamatic app 🙂
I want that plate in front of me right now.
That photo is gorgeous…and seriously, take me to Mexico!!! Or, at least, Chicago!
This looks SO good. I love huitlacoche in quesadillas and tacos. Yum! Wish it wasn’t called “corn smut” in English, though. That just sounds… dirty! 😉
I was taken aback by huitlacoche, on my first encounter – perhaps I shouldn’t have seen it ‘fresh’ – but not wanting to insult my hostess, I ate one huarache. I look forward to trying again, with less forethought and more enthusiasm for what it is.