I got up at the crack of dawn this morning to feed the horses in the dark and then head to work in Santa Fe in a snowstorm. Glorieta Pass gets some nasty weather and it can turn on you fast.

Blizzard like weather is an occasion to eat and buy groceries, in my estimation. This morning, I braved the frigid cold and the gigantic white flakes, to trudge over to the Mission Cafe, a very quaint adobe cafe, and order myself a green-chile smothered breakfast burrito with eggs, bacon, and potatoes. The smothered part is what's really important.

Then I grocery shopped at Trader Joe's at lunchtime. Gotta stock up in case we get snowed in, you know, and found a delectable green chile pork roast in the meat department. I'm going to make that guy with some seasoned roasted potatoes and beans for dinner.

The State Question here in New Mexico when you are eating out is "Red or green?" (As in red chile or green chile?) And we New Mexicans all are quite opinionated as to which we like best. And for those who can't make the decision, then there's always the third alternative -- Christmas.

The snow rages on. But as long as I've got green chile, I'm good.