Legend has it that on one occasion Juan de Palafox, viceroy of New Spain and Archbishop of Puebla, visited his diocese a poblano convent offered him a banquet, for which the cooks of the religious community is particularly pains.
The head chef was Fray Pascual, that day ran around the kitchen giving orders to the imminence of the important visit. It is said that Fray Pascual was particularly nervous and began berating his aides, in view of the disorder that reigned in the kitchen.
The same Fray Pascual began to pile on a tray all the ingredients to keep in the pantry, and such was his haste was to stumble right in front of the pan where succulent turkeys were almost ready.
There they ended up chiles, chopped chocolate and the most varied spices, spoiling the food to be offered to the Viceroy.
Such was the anguish of Fray Pascual, it began to pray with all your faith, just as he warned that diners were seated at the table.
A while later, he could not believe when everyone praised the rugged pan.
Even today, in small towns, housewives hurry invoke the help of the friar with the following verse: "San Pascual Bailon, stokes my fire."