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Ciudad de México's baked chilaquiles: day-old totopos tossed in fried salsa roja, layered with queso Oaxaca and epazote in a clay cazuela, eggs cracked into wells, baked until the whites just set and the yolks stay loose.
Chilaquiles are from the Valle de México. The word comes from Nahuatl, chilaquilitl, meaning chiles and greens, and the dish itself is older than the Spanish. This is breakfast food. Not nachos. Not a snack. Breakfast. The fondas in Colonia Roma and Colonia Doctores have been serving chilaquiles since before my mother moved to Ciudad de México, and they will be serving them long after we are gone.
The dish solves a practical problem: what do you do with yesterday's tortillas? You dry them out, you toss them in a salsa you built that morning, you melt good cheese into them, you crack eggs on top. Day-old tortillas are not a flaw in the recipe. They are the recipe. Fresh tortillas turn to paste the moment they touch the salsa, and you end up with a sad mush instead of chilaquiles that hold a bite at the center.
This version is horneados, baked in a clay cazuela. It is how my tia Carmen made them on Sundays when the family came over and she did not want to stand at the stove flipping individual portions. You build the salsa, you toast the totopos, you toss them quickly, you layer them with queso Oaxaca and epazote, you crack the eggs into shallow wells, and the oven does the rest. The cazuela holds the heat at the table and lets the dish keep cooking gently while people serve themselves.
The queso is Oaxaca, pulled into strands, not shredded mozzarella, not yellow cheese, and never anything that comes pre-shredded in a bag. The crema is Mexican crema, thinner and tangier than American sour cream. The epazote tucked between the layers is not optional. It is the herb that smells like the central highlands and it belongs with corn and salsa roja the way oregano belongs with tomato. My mother used to say: si no tiene epazote, no es de aquí. If it doesn't have epazote, it isn't from here. Saber cocinar es saber vivir.
Chilaquiles predate the conquest and appear in colonial-era documents as a staple of indigenous and mestizo home cooking in the Valle de México, where the practice of refrying stale tortillas in chile sauce was a daily exercise in household economy. The Diccionario de Mejicanismos compiled by Feliz Ramos i Duarte in 1895 already records the dish as a fixture of Mexico City breakfast culture, and 20th-century fonda culture cemented chilaquiles as the city's signature morning meal alongside huevos rancheros and enfrijoladas. The red-versus-green debate, salsa roja against salsa verde, has no winner; each cook defends her own, and the Ciudad de México style typically appears with both salsas available on the menu and the choice left to the diner.
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20 (about 1 pound)
cut into quarters
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1/4 cup, plus more for the cazuela
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6
stemmed and seeded
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2
stemmed and seeded
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2
stemmed (use 1 for less heat)
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4
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1/2 medium, plus more diced for serving
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3
unpeeled
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1 cup, plus more as needed
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1 teaspoon
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1 1/2 teaspoons, plus more to taste
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8 ounces
pulled into thin strands
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6
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1/2 cup
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4 ounces
crumbled
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1/2 small
sliced into thin half-moons
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1 large sprig
leaves picked
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for serving
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for serving
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for serving
| Ingredient | Quantity |
|---|---|
| day-old corn tortillascut into quarters | 20 (about 1 pound) |
| manteca de cerdo (pork lard) | 1/4 cup, plus more for the cazuela |
| dried chile guajillostemmed and seeded | 6 |
| dried chile anchostemmed and seeded | 2 |
| dried chile de arbolstemmed (use 1 for less heat) | 2 |
| Roma tomatoes | 4 |
| white onion | 1/2 medium, plus more diced for serving |
| garlic clovesunpeeled | 3 |
| chicken broth or chile soaking water | 1 cup, plus more as needed |
| dried Mexican oregano | 1 teaspoon |
| kosher salt | 1 1/2 teaspoons, plus more to taste |
| queso Oaxacapulled into thin strands | 8 ounces |
| large eggs | 6 |
| Mexican crema | 1/2 cup |
| queso frescocrumbled | 4 ounces |
| white onion for toppingsliced into thin half-moons | 1/2 small |
| fresh epazoteleaves picked | 1 large sprig |
| pickled jalapeños (optional) | for serving |
| refried black beans (optional) | for serving |
| lime wedges (optional) | for serving |
Heat the oven to 375F. Cut the tortillas into quarters and spread them in a single layer on two sheet pans. Drizzle each pan with about a tablespoon of melted lard and toss with your hands until every piece is lightly coated. Bake for 12 to 14 minutes, stirring once halfway through, until the totopos are golden and rigid but not deep brown. They should snap when you bend one. Day-old tortillas are not a suggestion. Fresh tortillas turn to mush the second the salsa touches them.
Heat a dry comal or heavy skillet over medium. Toast the guajillo, ancho, and arbol chiles separately, pressing them flat with a spatula for about 20 seconds per side. They should puff and turn fragrant, never blacken. Burned chile turns the salsa bitter and there is no fixing it later. Pull them off the comal and drop them into a bowl of hot tap water, not boiling, to soften for 15 minutes.
On the same comal, char the tomatoes, the half onion, and the unpeeled garlic cloves until blackened in patches and softened, about 8 minutes for the garlic and 10 to 12 for the tomatoes and onion. This is the dry-roast method the women at La Merced use to build a salsa roja with depth. No oil, no water, just the comal and patience. Peel the garlic once it cools.
Drain the chiles, reserving the soaking water. Transfer the chiles, charred tomatoes, onion, peeled garlic, oregano, salt, and 1 cup of broth (or the chile water) to the blender. Blend until completely smooth, about 90 seconds. Heat the 1/4 cup of lard in a wide heavy pot or deep skillet over medium-high until it shimmers. Pour the salsa in. It will sputter, that is the point. Cook for 8 minutes, stirring, until the salsa darkens, thickens, and the fat starts to bead on the surface. La manteca es el sabor. A salsa that has not been fried is a salsa that tastes raw.
Lower the heat to medium. Add the warm totopos to the salsa in two batches, folding gently with a wooden spoon so every piece is coated but nothing breaks. You want the totopos saturated at the corners but still holding shape in the center. This is the moment that separates chilaquiles from soggy nachos. Move quickly. Once the totopos are coated, they are ready for the cazuela.
Rub the inside of a 12-inch clay cazuela or heavy oven-safe skillet with a little lard. Spread half the chilaquiles in the cazuela. Scatter half the queso Oaxaca over them. Layer the rest of the chilaquiles on top and finish with the remaining queso Oaxaca. Tear the epazote leaves and tuck them between the layers. Epazote belongs here. It is not a garnish, it is part of the flavor of the central highlands.
Use the back of a wooden spoon to press six shallow wells into the surface of the chilaquiles. Crack one egg into each well. Season the eggs with a pinch of salt. Slide the cazuela into the 375F oven and bake for 10 to 14 minutes, until the whites are just set and the yolks are still loose. Check at 10 minutes. The eggs will keep cooking once you pull the cazuela out, so err on the side of underdone.
Pull the cazuela from the oven. Drizzle the crema across the top in thick ribbons, scatter the crumbled queso fresco over the whole surface, and finish with the sliced raw onion. Bring the cazuela straight to the table with the pickled jalapeños, the refried beans, and the lime wedges on the side. Chilaquiles are breakfast. They are eaten the moment they leave the oven, while the totopos still hold a bite at the center and the yolks are loose enough to break with a tortilla. No me vengas con atajos. Así se hace y punto.
1 serving (about 325g)
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