Hi. I’m Jaime Dean and I’m a New Mexican.
It’s been twenty years since I left home the first time, and, while I’ve managed to live in New Mexico during ten of those years, I’ve spent an awful lot of my time in other places. Most recently, my kids moved out here to the east coast, and I’ve come to spend most of my time in New York City, in Brooklyn.
Like any true New Mexican, the thing I miss most from home is green chile. Even here, in one of the culinary capitals of the world, it’s just not that easy to consistently find legit Hatch New Mexico green chile. I know I’m not alone. I know how many of you face the same struggles. And, I know to what lengths you go to make your lives away from New Mexico bearable.
We’ve all got a “chile connection,” the person we let crash at our place for a weekend, if they’ll bring a couple pounds of Green.
We’ve all tried to get home in September, bought fifty pounds to roast, peeled and bagged it at Mom’s, and loaded up a cooler with ice to drive it 2000 miles.
Which of us hasn’t had that breakdown moment with the tiny yellow can from the “ethnic foods” aisle, knowing full well it’s just not going to work?