Today is a most wonderful day. Every year, you see, I go to the Farmer's Market. At the market in Laramie, there is a particular farmer. This farmer brings produce. Among other things, he brings chilis. Every year, I buy a few bushels of chilis.
Oh, yes, I buy chilis. I watch them roast, and I can smell them. Today, I saw the juices drip, sizzling, onto the roaster bed.
I love this time each year, perhaps more than a holiday. I know that for the next many months, I shall have no lack of chilis. I will put them on chicken, and make green chili with pork which will be eaten with tortillas. It's bliss.
Tonight, I had one of my favorite dishes. I cooked a couple chicken breasts, cut them up and put some chopped chilis on the slices. On this pile, I put some delicious cheese. Finally, I wrap it all up in some yummy tortillas. It is wonderful, and it is the dawning of a new age, every year.
Go out, find someone who will roast some chilis for you. Sometimes it may be better than others, but no matter what, the fresh ones are the best. Enjoy.
