Human Tamale Maker of Mexico City

The Story Of Anabel Gómez López

In the dark alleys of Mexico City, the scent of freshly made tamales filled the air, drawing in hungry commuters. The merchant, a well-known tamale maker, sold her food outside the CDMX subway station. But beneath the steaming pots and savory aromas lay a sinister secret.

Unbeknownst to her customers, a leak of gas had seeped through the walls of her house, clouding the air with a noxious scent. One fateful day, a neighbor called in a panicked emergency call, reporting a strange stench and eerie noises coming from the merchant's home. The authorities arrived soon after, storming into the house with guns drawn.

As they made their way through the darkened rooms, they stumbled upon a gruesome sight. In the living room lay the bones of a young woman, stripped of all flesh and meat.

The merchant's tamales were known for their tender texture and rich flavor, but little did her customers know, the secret ingredient was human flesh. For years, she had preyed on innocent young women, luring them into her home with the promise of food and shelter.

As news of the tamale maker's heinous crimes spread throughout Mexico City, fear and terror gripped the hearts of its inhabitants. The authorities had finally captured the culprit, a woman by the name of Gómez, at her food stand. In the interrogation room, Gomez admitted to killing over 50 women, luring them into her home with the promise of food and shelter, only to brutally murder them and use their flesh for her tamales. She had no remorse. In her own words, she said, "They caught me because of the damn gas hose. I had barely changed it then."

She revealed that the first murder occurred on a day when she had spent all her money and had nothing left for meat. By coincidence, she found a girl who was lost and looking for her parents. She took her home under the guise of calling the little girl's parents. In the child's backpack were the numbers and the home address. Gomez claimed that the first victim was hard, but eventually she grew cold to the work and even learned how to remove all the meat from other victims' bones.

Gómez's defense attorney tried to argue that she was mentally ill. Gomez claimed to have heard a voice she believed to be the devil, urging her to use the girl's meat for her tamales. However, this story did nothing to sway the jury, and when judgment day arrived, Gómez sat in the courtroom, her eyes blazing with defiance. The judge's words echoed through the room as he delivered her sentence: 25 years in prison for homicide and damage to health.

Think about that, the next time you bite into a tamale - does it taste a little unfamiliar?

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