We made our last six dozen tamales yesterday. Since we had a lot of the pork left, we started again (last batch this season, I swear!). Deejo and Junior didn't get any of the previous batch because those were destined to be Christmas presents. Poor Junior was stuck at work, so he didn't get any fresh-out-of-the-pot tamales, but we froze a dozen for him to enjoy later.
We didn't even bother with plates when the tamales came out of the pot. Nope, we just grabbed a handful of forks and passed them around and dove in. Love Ashinator's photo bomb, but when we were done with our "afternoon snack", we all felt like that.