The Encebollado I grew up eating — memory as a review

I grew up eating Encebollado and have strong opinions shaped by memory. The version here triggered that recognition in the first bite — the subtly spiced and herbal was right, tomate de árbol tree tomato was handled the way it should be.

llapingachos potato cakes are a highland staple tied to Andean agricultural tradition. Growing up it was always a Quito mercado central, which shaped my reference point entirely. naranjilla juice alongside it is the only way it makes sense to me. It's hard to be objective about food you have emotional history with, but objectively: this is very good.