Last week, a box arrived. I knew it was coming–I’d gotten an email about a week earlier. It was from my friend Heather. Heather lives in Portland with her husband Matt and their sweet little girl, and it turns out that on that day Matt had come home from Whole Foods with an arm full of real New Mexican Hatch green chiles–yes, those very chiles that I moan and cry for at regular intervals around here. He was going back for more, and she asked Did I want a few?, and you can imagine the volume of my hooting and cheering response. Yes, friends…reason number one to start a blog: your dear friends will send you all that you desire.
So there I am with this box- this beautiful box just jam packed with voluptuous and perfect New Mexican chiles. Strange as it is that my chiles would come from Maine, it does serve as just one more point to support the fact that the only place I love more in this country than New Mexico is Portland, Maine. And of course I roasted every one of those chiles in my oven–our eyes watering and our hearts crying out with joy. And then I took out my prized little bag of hominy, and I took a little piece of pork out of the freezer, and I cooked up a pot of posole which warmed my soul and cheered my spirit.
And it got me thinking…these cravings- the ones that go down to your toes, they are so wrapped in memory and place and feeling. And I started to wonder…what’s the taste like this that you crave?
The more I thought about this, the more I wanted to hear what your answers might be. I know sometimes it can be scary to speak up, and so I thought- what would do it?
What if I did my best to find the thing that you crave with all your tastebuds?
I’m going to have to get creative, I’m sure. I have no idea how I’ll do it until I know what I’m looking at. But if you leave a comment, and you are randomly chosen, I will figure out a way to answer your call just like Heather answered mine. No limits. Worldwide.
We’ll keep the conversation going until Tuesday night (the 21st), and then I’ll pick. Ready? Go!