If there’s one condiment that triggers mania here in Arizona, it’s chamoy. We pour it over mango, snow cones (aka chamoyada), and lace our cocktails with it. With 25 cents in hand, I’d chase down the ice cream truck as a kid to buy a mini bottle of chamoy. I’d suck that bottle dry by dinner time and have the red stained tongue to prove it.
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I'm Sara, and this is my food blog. My culinary education is in healthy, gourmet cooking, but I love to focus less on a particular food niche, and more on what makes a dish exciting, flavorful, and memorable. Right now, I live in Arizona with my husband, 3 cats, and a poodle. Favorite things include barbecue, the outdoors, and the ocean. learn more →