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  Even before I moved here, I was familiar with one of the state mottos: red, green or Christmas? I’m not going to lie when I say that I am partial to red as the chile of choice for my enchiladas, but over time I have developed a taste for green as well. The one thing I was mistaken on was that Colorado Green Chile does not compare at all to New Mexico. I also thought I had a good spice tolerance, yet another thing I was mistaken on. There is no substitute for the authentic peppers from Hatch, and whether it is fresh, and flame roasted, or one of the many high-quality jars available, green chile has found its way into my home and is now a part of my regular meals.  So, when it came to trying one of the major food groups of New Mexican cooking, I decided to start very traditional, and make a classic green chile stew. I opted to keep this recipe vegetarian so the peppers would be the main flavor profile, and the result was delicious. On top of how simple it was to make it had such a fr

  When the decision to move here finally came to fruition there were a few things I knew I wanted from my new hometown. Good hiking, local restaurants, craft beer, mountains were a few of the things I wanted to see. It wasn’t until after I lived here for a little while that I realized how much I love something else, and that is all the public art. Whether it is murals along the street, or massive sculptures there is more public art than I have seen anywhere else. Of course, that means that a few will stand out and quickly become your favorites. The ones that you take guests to see, and the ones that no matter what you go out of your way to see multiple times. While I’m sure the list will grow, here are a few of my favorite art pieces that I have encountered the brief time I have lived here.  Greetings from Burque: Would any other piece of art be more fitting? Located off Central in the Nob Hill region this mural encompasses everything that Albuquerque is about. The vibrant teal back

  Being from Colorado one thing that is obvious is that I am enamored with mountains. There is something so peaceful about staring into them, enjoying the scenery, and the best part is escaping to them. Unfortunately, the last few years I lived there it became more difficult to go. Whether it was the crowds, the traffic, or reservation systems, the planning to summit mountains was a logistical nightmare, and something I really came to miss. So, moving down here it was a huge relief not only how visible the Sandia was from everywhere around the city, but how easy it was to get to. The only thing left was to make the drive and go to the top of it.  Impulsively on a Saturday morning it felt like a good day to do it, so after corralling the dog into the car the journey began. The drive itself was very relaxing and was very reminiscent of going to the mountains in Colorado. After turning at the sign for the Sandia Crest you find yourself driving through switchbacks going around the mounta

One would think that moving down to Albuquerque would come with several items on a bucket list, and that going to a baseball game would not be one of them. Well, that’s where one would be wrong. Not only because regardless of what state I am in I love baseball, and well the last few years living in Denver it was very hard to go to a baseball game. The team wasn’t the greatest, the cost to go only kept going up, and the culture around the stadium changed for the worst. Of course, there is another reason for wanting to see an Isotopes game, and that of course if the pop culture reference that coincides with the team’s name. Put all that together and it was a no brainer that going to an Albuquerque Isotopes game was something I had to do. With ticket in hand on a Sunday afternoon I made the trek down to that stadium, and upon arrival was instantly reminded of why I love going to the ballpark. This stadium is beautiful as well with statues all around of those famous tv characters, as well