September 30, 2013
Los Angeles Times
by Kate Linthicum
In New Mexico, you know autumn is coming when you smell the chile roasting.
The bitter aroma rises from street corners and grocery store parking lots, where spicy green peppers plucked during the September harvest are blistered to perfection in cages cranked over an open flame.
We buy them by the sack and put them in or on nearly everything we eat: burritos and tamales, of course, but also hamburgers, pizzas, pastas and pies. Read more .