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The food of Santa Fe, New Mexico: the chile, the dishes, the ground they came from.

An adult roaster at the crank of a propane drum roaster, green chile mid-turn, smoke rising in September afternoon light

RedorGreen

The legislature voted it the official state question, so now a waiter is obliged to ask you. Christmas means both, in two pools, on the same plate.

Behind it: forty pounds of green chile turning in a propane drum. From late August the roasters go up outside groceries and hardware stores and the town smells of it for a month.

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The Roast

The whole town smells like it for a month

You buy a sack, it is roasted and bagged hot in front of you, and it goes home to be peeled and frozen for the year. What happens inside the drum.

A roasting run takes a few minutes a sack. The bags are tied hot so the steam lifts the skins on the way home.

Meat cuts sear on a wire grill over glowing embers and open flame

Blistering the skin is the whole operation; the flesh is not meant to cook. Everything after it — the bag, the freezer, the year of green chile — follows from that one minute over the flame.

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Vintage photo of a brick building with a corner clock tower at an agricultural college campus

Where the sacks come from: the Rio Grande flood plain at Hatch.

Photo: Wikimedia Commons

A pile of dried red Chimayó chiles with wrinkled skins and gray stems

What happens to the pods nobody roasts — left to colour on the plant, then dried.

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A large pile of fresh red chili peppers with green stems

A pod long enough to stuff is a pod that was bred for a dish.

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Chile

Green and red are the same plant, caught at two moments

Green is picked firm and roasted so the skin comes away. Red is left on the plant to colour, then tied into a ristra, dried on a wall, and ground. The state question is a question about ripeness before it is a question about taste.

A ristra of dried red chile pods against a mud-plastered adobe wall, close enough that the pods fill the frame

The wall is doing a job: dry air, full sun, and no rain to speak of.

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An adult grower holding a full harvest bucket in a Chimayó chile plot, acequia channel and cottonwood trees behind

Chimayó at picking. The plots are small and the seed does not leave the valley willingly.

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Two plates of enchiladas, one topped with green sauce and one with red chile sauce

Christmas: both sauces, kept in separate pools on the same plate.

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Hatch

On the Rio Grande in Doña Ana County. The volume name, the one on the supermarket sack, and the reason a whole village runs a festival each Labor Day weekend. Why the ground changes the pod.

Chimayó

A landrace in Rio Arriba County: seed kept in the same valley for generations, grown by the row rather than the acre. Hotter, thinner-walled, sold out most years. The heirloom that stayed.

Christmas

The third answer, and not a joke you are making. Both sauces arrive in separate pools; mixing them is the one thing nobody does. What the legislature actually passed.

Trails

Six dates that put the food where it is

  1. The first Spanish caravans come north up the Camino Real de Tierra Adentro with wheat, pork and livestock.

    Camino Real opens →
  2. Santa Fe is founded as the colonial capital; the Palace of the Governors goes up on the Plaza.

    The city →
  3. The Santa Fe Trail opens from Missouri and ends at the Plaza. Wheat flour arrives by wagon.

    Flour arrives →
  4. Fabián García releases New Mexico No. 9, the first chile bred to a standard.

    The pod is fixed →
  5. Roy Nakayama releases NuMex Big Jim, developed with the grower Jim Lytle.

    Big Jim →
  6. The state question is adopted by the legislature. Seven years earlier it had voted on the state cookie.

    Red or green? →

Four centuries, left to right. Scroll the rail on a narrow screen.

The portal of the Palace of the Governors on the Santa Fe Plaza, adult vendors behind blankets of jewellery, deep arcade shadow and bright light beyond

The Plaza has been the market for four centuries

Under the portal on the north side of the Plaza, in front of the Palace of the Governors, where the vendors' programme still allocates the ground by the running foot. Four centuries of market.

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Long reflecting pool leads to a columned pavilion lined with tall cypress trees

The colonnade the vendors work under, allocated by the running foot.

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Colorful whimsical wire and metal sculptures line a garden path outside a gallery

Canyon Road, an acequia and an access route long before it was a gallery street.

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Adobe church with twin bell towers nestled between desert hills and greenery

The Santuario, completed in 1816, a mile from the plots that carry the valley’s name.

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Overhead view of a foamy hot chocolate in an enamel mug with cocoa powder scattered around

Drinking chocolate rebuilt from documented colonial formulations.

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All four of Ground

Dishes

Stacked, not rolled, and eight other rules

A dish here is a rule about how something is assembled. The arguments are about form, not flavour: flat or rolled, in the bag or on the plate, red or green.

All nine →

Storefront of the Five & Dime General Store with a jewelry display table outside its entrance
Frito pieStill served in the split bag
Blue-corn enchiladas stacked flat with red chile sauce and a fried egg on top, shot from above on a ceramic plate
Stacked enchiladasBlue corn, flat, egg on top
Dried corn cobs and loose kernels for posole sit in a wooden bin
PosoleNixtamalised corn, not a soup
White bowl of red chile sauce topped with a halved lime on a wooden table
Carne adovadaPork held in red chile
Woven basket lined with cloth holding a pile of golden fried sopaipillas
SopaipillasWheat flour, honey with it
Square biscochitos dusted with powdered sugar on a wire rack beside cinnamon sticks
BiscochitosThe state cookie, by vote
A spatula lifts a cheeseburger patty topped with melted cheddar and sautéed onions onto a toasted bun
Green chile cheeseburgerThe state keeps a trail of them
Hands wrapping tamales in corn husks beside bowls of masa and mole filling
TamalesMade in quantity, in December

One run, left to right. Scroll it.

Growers

Two men at a land-grant college decided what a pod looks like

Workers place concrete forms near a tower building on a college campus, archival photo card

The college at Mesilla Park, where the crossing work was done.

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Fabián García spent two decades selecting for even pods and predictable heat before releasing New Mexico No. 9. His name should be better known.

Archival card with a photo of students working on starting and lighting equipment in a workshop

The same institution, a century into the same problem.

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Roy Nakayama released NuMex Big Jim in 1974. It is the reason a chile relleno here is the size it is. What the length cost in heat.

Chimayó had no breeder. Its seed was kept by the families who grew it, which is why it has no release year and no catalogue number — and why a bad summer there is felt at every table that buys it.

Saved Chimayó chile seed in a folded paper envelope, held open in adult hands

Saved seed, kept dry in paper. The whole programme, before there were programmes.

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Trails

Everything on the table arrived by one of two roads

The Camino Real came up from Mexico City with wheat, pork and the Spanish kitchen. The Santa Fe Trail came the other way from Missouri and stopped at the Plaza. The chile ground is between and below them: Chimayó to the north, Hatch far to the south.

All three →

The ground

Seven places, three hundred miles, one crop

Chimayó and Hatch sit at either end of the chile ground. The breeding was done at Las Cruces, in the far south. The city that argues about the result is in the middle.

The archive →

Seven places, north to south Real coordinates, projected
  • Chile ground — Chimayó and Hatch, the two valleys
  • Santa Fe — the Plaza, and the table these pages describe
  • Las Cruces — NMSU, where the pod was standardised
  • On the road — Taos, Abiquiú, Albuquerque

Each pin is a page. Colour says what the place is to this subject rather than how large it is.

Geometry: supplied coordinates, projected

Why the two valleys are not interchangeable

Hatch sits on the Rio Grande flood plain in the far south, farmed at commercial scale on alkaline soil in dry heat. Chimayó is a high northern valley of terraced plots watered by acequia, growing a landrace nobody released and nobody catalogued. The pods do not taste the same and are not sold the same way.

Why Las Cruces is on this map at all

Every commercial New Mexican chile descends from work done at the land-grant college there — Fabián García's New Mexico No. 9 in 1913, Roy Nakayama's NuMex Big Jim in 1974. The pod eaten in Santa Fe was standardised three hundred miles away.

Chimayó to Hatch≈ 330 miles, north to south
Santa Fe to Las Cruces≈ 285 miles
Pins on this map7, each one a page

The seven pins

  • ChimayóRio Arriba County. A landrace nobody released and nobody catalogued.
  • HatchDoña Ana County. The volume name, and the sack in the supermarket.
  • Santa FeThe Plaza, a market since 1610, and the table these pages describe.
  • Las CrucesNMSU. Where the pod was standardised, twice.
  • TaosThe northern end of the road that brought wheat and pork.
  • AbiquiúPueblo farming, the three sisters and the acequia system.
  • AlbuquerqueOn the route the American flour took after 1821.

The two roads that fed the table run off this frame at both ends: the Camino Real south to Mexico City, the Santa Fe Trail east to Missouri.

Who keeps this going

Kitchens, farms and table-setters we share this territory with.