It's green chile season. In her advice for new Cafe critic Gretchen Kurtz, former restaurant reviewerLaura Shunk said that it was important to have a favorite green chile
...and then served up her own:Chubby's
And while one commenter dissed the mean green, far more readers are fans of Colorado's unofficial dish:
I think green chile is central to the culinary culture of Denver.
In 1980, my mom got the idea to roast her own chiles. We dug pits in our Bryant Street backyard and had the "Hatches" sent up from New Mexico. We cut open the burlap bags and laid the chiles down on the smoldering coals. The air was rich and smoky and i remember a person or two peeking over the fence to remark on the beautiful smell. Later that day, we peeled and canned hundreds of chiles, marking each jar with "mild" "medium" "hot" and "oh my god." Later we went up and down the block passing out jars of green chiles to all the neighbors. Everyone was delighted and exuberantly shared how they would use them. Some said burgers, others said pork green chile, and many said huevos rancheros and posole. Though magician Joseph Dunninger was talking about his craft, i think his quote could be applied to green chile: "For those who believe, no explanation is necessary. For those who do not, no explanation will suffice."
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