home is where the food is

My mom definitely knows the way to my heart. While I was waiting to catch my plane to Albuquerque, I texted her and suggested that it would be awesome if she brought me something to eat when they picked me up at the airport. She asked what I wanted and I said something spicy, like maybe a taco with good salsa. I landed around 11 pm and before I could even put my luggage in the trunk of the car, my mom and dad greeted me with this: 

Oh, the possibilities of what could be inside that little Styrofoam container from Frontier were endless. Luckily, I knew exactly what would appear when I opened it. She didn’t just get me some dinky, run-of-the-mill taco.

Nope. I got to enjoy some amazing Western-Style Hash Browns that were so hot I could only eat half. (Don’t worry. I ate the other half for breakfast with a juicy egg!) Western-Style Hash Browns are shredded potatoes covered in cheddar cheese and loads of hot green chile. It’s pretty much the most amazing thing ever and I plan on eating it several more times before leaving.

I also plan on drinking many more of these: 

And devouring more of my all-time favorite New Mexican food: cheese enchiladas smothered with red and green chile. 

Above margarita and enchilada plate are from one of my favorite restaurants in town: Papa Felipe’s

I hope you don’t mind seeing a lot of pictures of my favorite foods, because I plan on snapping quick photos before digging into my meals while I’m out here. And just a heads up: you’re not going to see any fancy-shmancy, perfectly-plated dishes. You may eat with your eyes at some restaurants, but in New Mexico, the taste speaks for itself.