Imagine, if you will, New Mexico Green Sriracha.
That would be good!
One morning in Hobbs, I had chilaquiles, eggs, and beans for breakfast... with green sauce... just for a change and to see what this NM Green was all about.
OH. MY. GAWD.
Pain. Straight pain.
I preferred the fresh pico de gallo on my barbacoa burritos from the roadrunner in Eunice, NM...I miss all of the food from when I lived on out there in the Permian Basin when it was my home away from home.