wikkidpissah
Footballguy
My wife gets some through the UNM alumni association. They fly the green chiles in overnight and host annual chile roasts across the country (I think the DC chapter hosts the biggest green chile roast on the east coast). I think last time my wife bought about 20 pounds worth of green chiles.
They can roast them there, but we just picked up some fresh bags, spent the afternoon roasting them on my grill, and then bagged and froze them up. Still have a bunch in the freezer from a few years ago — still taste great.
we're turning this into the green chile/NM thread, but i think everybody's kinda done anyways...
i'll never forget my first chile roasting. i had just moved down to Albq from my commune in Tesuque in order to have a local address for my audition @ KOB, the largest media org in town. i had never been an on-air personality, but my syndicated comedy show gave me a better audition tape than any podunk town had ever seen. as i've told before, they hired me for the 10-2 right away and, when i was discussing budget (and i was prepared to do it w cheap college talent for voice actors), they all stared at me like i was a bus burrito and offered me $38 (about 200 now)/show. "Production budget? We're selling $4 spots at midday and you can get anywhere in the valley in 10 mins, so there's no drive time". i may be a ho, but i'm not a cheap one and i just couldnt do it. shoulda worked for free - 2 yrs later, a guy behind me in Boston radio who refined his act in the boonies for the short dough signed with an LA station for $2.3mil.
anyways, i was disconsolate. titty bars are good for disconsolate. chatted up a very Mestizo-looking dancer @ the Silver Slipper on Rte 66 (the lights had burnt out in the early letters so, @ nite, it was the "ilver ipper") & she agreed to see me outside the club. our 2nd date was at her abuelita's for a chile roasting, sumn i didnt expect for date#2 w a stripper. twas a whole Thanksgivingy kind of occasion, cept i was the underdone turkey. even when they warned me it was hot, it was hotter than that, and the abuelitas thrilled to be the one to drown my mucous membranes in crema when it was their turn. by the time they were done, if they'd offered me Raisin Bran i'd have run for Sandia Crest for fear of what hellspawn might be in the milk. good times -