This is the salsa mi mamá would make with her bare hands. I can’t imagine how squeezing the roasted chiles with her bare hands didn’t burn them, truly something amazing. I loved her salsa casera so much I would make salsa burritos, one right after the other, until she’d make me stop. She was afraid I would eat it all and not leave any for the rest of the family or get a stomachache.
Luckily I must have inherite