Some sounds are sweet - like that of your favorite treat!

I lived in New Mexico for 7-years and fell in love… with hot salsa. Not any salsa - but the one I am destined to use as my reference point for all other salsas: Sadie’s. Sadie’s of New Mexico in Albuquerque is a mexican restaurant whose salsa is par excellence defined. My first impressions were that the salsa was too hot, but the endorphin rush coupled with the fantastic flavor (did I mention the beer?) were irresistible. I was hooked…

At first I ate it little by little, dipping the fresh tortilla chips cautiously so as not to singe my palate. By the end of my tenure in New Mexico I was gulping it down, searching out concave chips in an effort to load them with the ambrosial heat of jalapeno heaven. I learned about the Scoville scale (heat index) and searched out the vaunted and dreaded Habanero pepper and ate them whole - just to feel the palpable swish of endorphins storm through my brain with sonic aplomb. It was exhilarating… it was expeditious… it was excruciating… higher, Higher, HIGHER!

Fortunately, I’ve never suffered on the other end. Hot peppers were all bark… no butt-biting. But then, I’ve never expected good things to bite me in the ass… still! Anyway, my sister in law brought some of Sadie’s salsa to us (ME) last week. Thank you. And thank you, thank you, thank you, to my father in law for his generosity and perspicacity - without him, this sentimental rush of endorphins would not have been possible.

Sadie’s Salsa