It happened, Holy Virgin, that came out the octopus already cooked.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
— tagged with “kitchen”
It happened, Holy Virgin, that came out the octopus already cooked.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
I have no idea how corn devils came to my kitchen. They began to cause mischief, they broke plates and pans, spilled the oil and even overflowed the fire of the stove putting us in a danger. We prayed to San Pascual Baylon for help, and the saint sent us a beautiful black cat. As the devils are afraid of cats, they ran away when they saw it. Now the cat lives in the kitchen, and the devils won’t approach it anymore.
Retablo by Selva Prieto Salazar
I was a horrible cook, and my mother used to say that nobody would ever marry me. But thanks to Saint Paschal I found a husband who loves cooking and do it very well. Cooking is his passion, and he prepares the most delicious dishes for me and our children. I thank Saint Paschal, the patron of the cooks.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar
I enjoy cooking very much. I think that’s why my food taste so good—I make it with all my love. My cooking is so good that even the angels come over to my kitchen to eat something. I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for giving me such passion and this wonderful gift.
Retablo by Luz Cadena
I bring this humble retablo to Saint Paschal as a testimony of my eternal gratitude because he gives good taste to my dishes, and thanks to that I won the first place at the regional mole contest. I use the prize for the needs of my congregation.
Sister Sagrario, Puebla
Retablo by Flor Palomares
I was preparing a marvelous dinner for special guests when I noticed that my dog, who decided that he was a special guest, got at the table and served himself. I thank Saint Paschal Baylon for I managed to fix the dishes and pretend as nothing happened there. I had a success with my dinner, and everybody complimented me.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar
Angel Andrade didn’t know how to cook. It happened to him that he opened the pressure cooker while it was hot. He got burned up with the beans. He thanks Saint Paschal Baylon for his healing.
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
My kitchen was filled with cockroaches. I was spending days killing them but they didn’t end. Thanks to Saint Paschal Baylon a pair of hunting cats come here. They went to my kitchen and began to catch the cockroaches. And I put myself to some other, more nicer things. I dedicate this retablo to Saint Paschal for this miracle.
Rosa Maria Jimenez Baños
Retablo by Selva Prieto Salazar
One day I found out that I love to cook. But my wife wasn’t happy at all of having my at the kitchen. Every time I tried to make a wonderful dish, she used to get angry. It was frustrating. I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe because my friend Jorge, who is a widower, is very happy with letting me use his kitchen. He has a beautiful and spacious kitchen, and he loves what I cook. So there I can develop my culinary art as I wish.
Retablo by Selva Prieto Salazar
July 23, 1955, the river broke its banks, and Maria de la Luz Garcia and her son couldn’t get back home. She thanks the Virgin of San Juan for they didn’t parish and didn’t drown during the thunderstorm because doña Gertrud’s let them spend a night at her kitchen. She sat them closer to the fire so they would dry and have some soup and coffee.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar
Jasinta Ramirez was ordered to prepare some mole for the master’s wedding. The mole turned out very bitter. But she prayed Saint Paschal Baylon, and nobody notice it. She thanks the saint, although many people had diarrhea afterwards, nobody kicked the bucket.
Puebla, 1917
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
Marcelita Garcia was preparing mole at the kitchen and accidentally pinched her tit in the mortar. She was badly bruised and nothing could help her. She implored Saint Paschal, and the tit got healed very soon. She thanks for that.
Puebla, 1920
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
I thank the Virgin of Zapopan because I married a kind and beautiful woman who is also a good cook and she satisfies all my culinary caprices.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar