Isn’t it funny how when you travel you discover foods you never knew back home, or an abundance of ones you rarely get to enjoy? That was the case when I visited New Mexico with my mother last spring. Chiles, chiles, everywhere. You could choose from red or green chile pepper salsa at every restaurant. They sold strings of dried chiles (I was never clear if they were just for decoration or if people ate them) on every corner. Chile jam. Chile candy.