green chile

I have never had sex at work. But let me tell you, after eating this bowl of vegetarian green chile from Illegal Pete's (www.illegalpetes.com) the moaning and lip smacking coming from my cube might well lead one to believe that something bawdy was going on in my cubicle. I feel like I should eat it under my desk where no one can see me.

Mmmmmm. Green chiles, tomatoes, jalapenos, crushed red pepper, chunks of potato....spicy, but not miserable. It is a fireplace on a cold winter's night. A train ride to New Mexico. A girl named Rosa who doesn't speak English and has long dark hair. It was elixir that transported my mind far away from these three grey walls of despair.

I feel alive. I want more.