Cooking with the girls

Some times when I am thinking about what to cook I recall where I have traveled and what I have eaten. This will lead to either thinking about something exotic or, as in the case last night, something akin to comfort food. Last nights comfort food was not what I would call traditional American, or Canadian, comfort food but something that I found to be comfort food from me from Cuba. 

So last night I made the girls a big plate of rice with black beans, Cuban pork chunks and plantain. 

I am always anxious when I cook something new - and in this case the pork and plantain were both new - but I was very happen with all of it - and were the girls. The pork melted in the mouth with lots of flavor. I was actually surprised at how much they ate. And the good news - leftovers.