A Near Perfect Day in Santa Fe

  1. A Dunkin’ regular medium hot coffee and a home baked chocolate croissant to go with my cereal for breakfast.
  2. A revisit of a classic TV movie – Jesse Stone:Sea Change
  3. Another great call on lunch from Sally. Cafe Fina where we both chose ‘One for David’ with a half salad 1 and she had water and I thoroughly enjoyed a bottle of Dr. Pepper made with real cane sugar.
  4. A couple hours of chilling (chatting, reading, web surfing) before off to the gym at the Genoveva Chavez Community Center.
  5. 30 minutes on the exercycle. And because I haven’t used one in 30 years, only 5 minutes on a rowing machine. 2
  6. A sensible dinner of a chicken salad sandwich and a half an apple.
  7. A revisit of another classic TV movie – Jesse Stone:Thin Ice, number 5 of 9 in the series.
  8. An hour of chilling (chatting, reading, web surfing) before off to bed.

Why was it only a near perfect day? Because it was a low of 19 on my way to Dunkin’ and still only in the low 30s in the afternoon.

Mother

And I don’t mean in a parental sense.

I have been looking forward to this visit to New Mexico for several weeks because of, well, hatch chilis. I can still see and taste the tortilla cheeseburger 3 I had in Farmington, NM from the Deli Factory in 2009, unfortunately, the place has long since closed down.

If you know New Mexico or live there, every restaurant has a version of a green chili cheeseburger, even the national burger chains add one to their menu and some are actually rated fairly high on some lists. Today for lunch Santa Fe Sally took me to her favorite place in town for a chili cheeseburger, Cowgirl Santa Fe. While this one was more a traditional cheeseburger compared to that Deli Factory tortilla one it was fantastic. It is served with a side of fries that were also fantastic4 and not totally outshined by the burger. The chili cheeseburger is listed on their menu as The Mother of all Green Chile Cheeseburgers.

At the bottom of the list of ingredients, 5 on its own line is, Just ask for “Mother!”

I was going to try and be cute when I ordered one by telling the waitress, “I want my Mommy”, but Sally ordered first and asked for a Mother, so I ended up just saying ditto. Afterwards I realized that Sally probably saved me from kinda annoying the waitress who has probably heard that one from thousands of tourist wiseasses.