In the last part of this series, I mentioned that the Burning Man attendees are the event. There are many ways in which this fact manifests, but the most prominent ways are theme camps and artwork. But what exactly is a “theme camp”?
In short, a theme camp is a group of burners who bring an offering to the playa. They are interactive, open to the public, and of course they’re free. There is no specified set of rules on what a theme camp can be offering, but the nature of the camp will generally determine placement based on the whims of the BMOrg.
As with everything else related to Burning Man, the concept of theme camps has evolved over the years. Back in the day before anyone I knew personally went to the event, you just showed up with your camp and set up whatever you wanted, however you wanted. This was also back in the days when you could drive around in a Jeep shooting guns into the air, dig holes in the ground to fill with gasoline and set ablaze, and engage in all sorts of otherwise fun anarchy.
This changed as the event grew, particularly after the 1997 burn which was apparently “terrifying”. Growing demands from the government resulted in most of the changes, though a few things like a ban on handheld lasers came from the BMOrg without being forced upon them. As far as theme camps go, it used to be a completely different and mostly random structure every year with no clue what you would get. Once certain groups started showing up regularly and bringing more or less the same camp every time, placement disputes started cropping up with multiple groups wanting the same location. Sometimes a camp would show up to find one person had staked out the entire area for themselves.
They addressed with issue with camp placement. For as long as I’ve been a burner, the prime real estate has been reserved for camps which apply to the BMOrg for space. If you want a premium location in the city, which is redefined to cover broader swaths every year, you have to draw up a design for your camp and submit the plans to the BMOrg along with a description of what you’ll be offering. The more closely you adhere to the 10 principles the more likely you are to be approved, but the BMOrg is capricious.
The city is laid out shaped like the letter “C”, with concentric streets that are always named alphabetically from a word starting with “A” to “Whatever Letter We Need This Year” based on the theme and expected population, although the innermost and most prominent street with the “best” camps is always named “Esplanade”. My first year it was “A” through “H”, though by the end of the event they’d added two more (“I” and “J”) at the back to accommodate more people. There’s radial streets which stretch from the center at Esplanade to whatever the last street is that year spaced “30 minutes” apart. So you get addresses like “4:30 & A”, “8:00 & F”.
The theme camps are all placed within this grid according to where the BMOrg thinks you belong. The massive sound camps which play dubstep and other electronic music non-stop for the entire week (and I mean it) generally get placed at the ends of the C, 10:00 and 2:00, facing outwards so they aren’t bombarding “residential” areas and causing more sleep deprivation. Smaller musical camps or ones which play different music may end up closer to the interior.
That said, their standards often change with the wind. One year I was with a camp that had been there for over 10 burns and was on “A” every year. The following year they ended up getting pushed back to “C”. The next year they placed on “H”. This year they apparently didn’t even get approved for placement at all and the camp may not happen since nobody involved managed to secure a ticket, which is getting increasingly difficult each year are ever greater percentages of tickets are reserved for approved/placed theme camps rather than being open to the general public.
Not all camps are theme camps; not every camp is open and interactive. On one occasion my camp was just my wife and I, though we weren’t married yet during that burn. Definitely a small, non-interactive, closed camp. There’s also the hated “plug-n-play” camps, which are still non-interactive and closed, but are often quite large and provide everything a rich and famous burner could want on the playa, for a hefty fee, of course, sometimes exceeding $100,000. There’s controversy as to how to deal with these groups and some get explicitly barred from future burns, like a camp called Humano was.
As to the actual interactive theme camps themselves, they can generally be broken into two broad categories: daytime camps and nighttime camps. Similarly, most burners are either “daytime” burners or “nighttime” burners. During the day, the city has a slower pace and is dominated by smaller camps. There’s still some daytime party spots like Pink Mammoth and Distrikt that serve all the booze you can drink, but it’s not nearly as wild.
During the day, you’ll find a lot of camps offering things like yoga or aerials sessions, body painting and tattoos, bars, TED talks, bondage workshops, tasty food, hatmaking, film screenings, places to smoke hookah, theatre performances, woodworking pagodas, bouncy houses, and pretty much anything else you could expect to find in a major city (during the event, it’s Nevada’s third biggest city, complete with an airport). Except trash collection or recycling – that’s on you to take care of yourself.
There’s also some ‘services’ offered by burners, like postal delivery, RV servicing, and bicycle repair shops. That last one is key, as bicycles are the primary mode of transit in Black Rock City due to the fact that the city measures over 2mi in diameter and, other than art cars, driving is not allowed (unless you’re a cop or emergency responder of some sort). More on that next time. The highly alkaline dust on the playa tends to eat away at tires and bicycle chains, making frequent repairs a necessity. Burning Man has claimed 5 different bicycles from me. One bike didn’t even make halfway through the event, leaving me on foot for the rest of the burn except when I could find an unused community bike to borrow.
At night almost all of these services stop operating and most of the daytime camps close up, though some like the roller derby and mini golf stay open 24/7. Generally the city takes on a completely different aura. The people are completely different, too, as the nighttime burners tend to sleep during the day when it can get well over 120 degrees F. If you’re a nighttime burner, though, you need to pack for summer and winter temperatures, as it can be anywhere from 80 to 30 on a given night.
When the sun goes down, the city lights up and things get more intense. The Thunderdome opens up for fighters to beat the crap out of each other with foam weaponry. Foot traffic to the orgy dome picks up and lines start to form outside it. The daytime bars shut down and the nighttime bars open their doors. Things you never realized were there during the day suddenly appear, such as one camp that projected Donald Trump’s face onto the ground for passersby to jump on, only to have him move out of the way every time and laugh. Interactive mazes spring out of the ground like Theseus’ labyrinth for you to navigate in complete darkness. One camp created a series of old-school arcade games where you were the “character” on a pressure-sensitive platform of LEDs. The lights, lasers, and fire generally associated with Burning Man are suddenly everywhere you look.
No matter who you are, it will impress you. No pictures can adequately depict it and nobody can accurately describe it. Any two people could go and have completely different experiences; it’s entirely possible that you’ll come with someone whom you never cross paths with again until it’s time to leave, with both of you having never even entered the same camps.
The interactivity of the theme camps is only half the splendor though. The people who are only there to party tend to limit their experience to a few select major sound camps, but in my personal opinion the most impressive part of Burning Man is the art, many of which end their lives by burning to the ground. We’ll take a look at some of the art and art cars, next time.
Neat. A travel guide to an alien civilization.
I’m glad stuff like this exists, but I’ll be damned if I’m going anywhere near so many people.
Well…unless it’s for a Longhorns tailgate…
So maybe I do understand after all
#metoo
Interesting article though.
Make that three.
I should have done this when I was young and not always longing for more and more space…
Yeah. I would have enjoyed this when I was a young, hard-partying shitbag. Of course I would have likely been incapable of producing a logistics plan to get me there and back alive.
Sounds like Fort Collins agree with you, huh? Wife happy, too?
We absolutely love it here. Already can’t imagine living anywhere else.
I still need to try like 15 breweries I haven’t gotten around to yet. Of course with New Belgium and Odell both walking distance from my house it makes it a bit harder to do something crazy and actually DRIVE somewhere.
For some reason, just looking at random Ft Collins maps recently, I want to try Zwei.
Have you been there yet?
Love it. I’m happy for you!
Should Spawn 2 end up out west, a can see a move in my future.
I haven’t been to Zwei yet, but I have had their Pils at a restaurant and it was pretty good.
We also have Prost near our house and I’ve been there a bunch. I really really like their altbier and the wife is a fan of their dunkel.
Come on down Tundra and help stem the tide of proggie shitweasels. The FoCo reddit is pretty amusing. The posts are fairly evenly split between libertarian types and progtards, but the upvotes/downvotes show us losing the battle.
Ditto – had I not gone with a friend with several burns under his belt (at his insistence that I would enjoy it, despite my initial apprehension and reluctance) I probably wouldn’t have been able to make the logistics of the cross country trip work.
It is sort of an alien civilization in many ways.
That’s my take. Fascinating to read about, but everything I read convinces me that getting a root canal would be preferable to actually going to this thing.
Same here. Like Creosote’s scene, I’m glad there’s room on the planet for this kind of thing, but its not my bag.
The KGB removing your teeth one by one with pliers would be preferable to 24/7 dubstep. I mean LSD plus nonstop EDM ? Are we sure that burning man isn’t a MK Ultra follow up?
LSD plus nonstop EDM
Yeah, no.
What the hell? Where is everyone?
Are you people actually working?
Took the dog for a walk /no euphemism
Sorry, got tagged on some high priority hand holding at work. I’m fairly certain that’s over 80% of working client facing support in IT.
Yes. It’s really been cutting into my Glibtime lately.
Zoning laws are not anarchistic.
You would be greatly disappointed by the lack of anarchy, what with designated streets (ROADZ!!!) and everything. On a lark I looked up the Art Placement application (online PDF) and it runs about 40 pages. Mutant vehicle, or theme camp placement is even worse. In fact the growth of the bureaucracy is proving out some Iron Laws.
Great post, Subwoofer. Thanks for linking Pt 1- I missed the first time around.
Thank the Glib Overlords for that – I personally didn’t add that link in
In the last part of this series,
As someone who loves the English language, I am amused that this phrase can be rewritten as “In the first part of this series,” and the meaning is unchanged. In context, “first” and “last” mean the same thing. Hence the Iron Law:
Meaning comes from context.
“1=2-1” explains it.
Took me a couple readings, but I got that on my last reading.
I was going to suggest using “previous”.
Good read.
The foam weapons bit got an embarrassed chuckle out of me. From about 16 to 26 I was in a LARP group around here with a bunch of friends. It was sort of a mish-mash of D&D and SCA, with foam-covered weapons and at least historically *possible* armor. Generally, the latter had to be made with steel or leather, depending on what it was. Initially it had to be reasonably historically accurate, although as I was winding down my involvement they started to relax that requirement. There were teams, or “countries”, and you had a character (or characters) you’d play for the duration of the event. There were single-day events, but the real deal were the weekend-long campouts. Countries would have their own camps, and once night fell there’d usually be at least one country running a “tavern”, although a lot of the appeal was wandering around drunk in the woods at night going camp to camp.
Anyway, probably the closest I’ll come to Burning Man.
10 years of LARPing? 10 YEARS?
Where’s your article on this bizarre culture of derelict weirdos? Hell you’ve got the experience to produce an Anthropology or Sociology dissertation.
Well, it started as an excellent way to drink underage and beat people with sticks without consequence. Eventually, it was just an excuse to go camping with friends. Then, once a few of us figured out that a.) we could just go camping, b.) we could buy booze ourselves now, and c.) you do not want to get involved with the kind of women who would go and do this with you, it dropped off fast. I still know some guys who are doing it now, in their 40s. When I was in I think the oldest guys were in their 50s.
I mean, it’s an ignominious start, but maybe there is an article there, now that you mention it…
Have you seen Darkon and Role Models? I need to know if they are an accurate representation of LARP life. I mean I was an RPG dork once upon a time and I know that the famous Summoner Geeks skit by Dead Ale Wives is sadly spot on.
Well, that cat’s out of the bag. I was in Darkon, like not the movie but the actual thing. I’ve never seen either movie, though, although I do know the people in the IMDB cast listing. The movie is probably pretty accurate, though, although I was out by the time they started doing it. I do remember people were of mixed opinions about somebody doing a documentary on grown-ass adults running around in the woods dressed like idiots and playing with swords. Most of the gags I’ve seen weren’t quite as accurate, though.
I guess the biggest thing is that it didn’t just attract gangly nerds who couldn’t talk to girls. There was a hit system in place, but in order for a hit to count the target had to feel it and call it themselves, so every time you try to hit someone you’re swinging for the fences. By Sunday, almost everyone who fought was bruised and battered, probably bleeding from somewhere, and broken bones weren’t terribly unusual. I know of two tracheotomies that had to be performed on-site off the top of my head. Lots of broken noses.
And it really was all walks of life, albeit nerds from all walks of life. Lots of lawyers. Lots of EMTs. More than a few doctors. Obviously a ton of IT, and certainly more than a few basement-dwellers. Your major demographics tended to be as follows:
1. “Serious” roleplayers, people who really got into the theater aspect
2. Re-enactors; lots of overlap with #1, people who wanted something a little lower pressure than SCA but who still prided themselves on picking an era and location and being as historically-accurate as possible
3. Comic Book Guys
4. KORN
5. Nerd golf/racquetball/tennis; you’d be absolutely stunned how many perfectly respectable people used it as an excuse to get out in the fresh air, have a few drinks with the boys, dress up like a Roman soldier, and beat people in the face with a shield.
So there were a few dorks sitting around talking about dragons, but there were a hell of a lot more people running around shitfaced drunk (or high on kind of whatever) getting in fights, or hanging out, or bangin’ some broad (or dude) in a tent.
As I walk down memory lane, I also recall there was a monthly newsletter. More than a few times there was an item to the effect of, “We’re not naming names, but we want to encourage the practice of safe sex, including abstinence, among everyone in the group, because after the last event several people are now undergoing treatment for a venereal disease.”
If it makes you feel better, I’ve got several friends who still go to Pennsic every year who are well past their 40’s. Another of those events I’ve never made it to, although I did go to one SCA weekend event once.
Darkon–almost said “we”, uh-oh–used to do a weekend event in the summer where they’d invite folks from other groups. Dagorhir, which I think might be out towards you, used to show up pretty frequently because the guys who played as Rome were also Rome in Dagorhir. I seem to remember a lot of overlap between Dagorhir and SCA because neither of them did the “fantasy”, i.e. bean-bag lightning bolt, bit that Darkon and other games did.
You are correct, I have heard of Dagorhir (never seen it written down before, and needed to sound it out in my head first). I had friends who did do that, I don’t know if they’ve kept it up. For some of my friends Pennsic has become their adult summer vacation, and probably the only SCA thing they do all year.
I know of two tracheotomies that had to be performed on-site off the top of my head
Holy shit.
heh…the LAIRE scenes in Role Models kill me. “Hail Lunesta!”
Let us gingerly touch out tips…
You know, as many times as I’ve seen that movie, I never noticed before that the kid blowing the horn is wearing a kippah.
A group of friends and I spent a few weeks in the summer beating the shit out each other with homemade swords (aka broomsticks) and shields. Does that count as LARPing?
I think that counts as gay.
Documentary footage?
That link was what I expected
That link was what I hoped for.
I live to serve.
I actually used to fight in the SCA when I was in my mid to late 20’s.
Never made it t any of the big wars though, was mostly only with my local group where I was a fair to middling fighter with a Polearm. Not familiar with Darkon but I know of Dargohir and another similar group called Belegarth.
Big difference between the SCA and the others is the SCA does not use foam for the most part, just Rattan so it hurts quite a bit more and you are less tempted to not call good shots.
Still have the of boiled leather scale armor I made, only covers down to the waist though, I never got around to finishing the accompanying skirt to protect the legs. Sold off all of my metal pieces (knees, elbows, helm) years ago
I actually used to fight in the SCA when I was in my mid to late 20’s.
I started in my 40s and continued into my 50s, then decided that getting hurt and never healing outweighed any enjoyment.
So I stick to archery. And booze. Lots of booze.
If I had the time and money I’d probably go back today
I got no problem getting hurt but then there aren’t many big enough to actually hurt me through the armor
I know multiple guys in their middle 40s who have had one or both of their shoulders rebuilt from 20 years of swining sticks.
Repetitive motion injury is what keeps me out.
This is a very fun -and very informative- series, Subwoofer. Thanks for writing it!
The Esplanade is where the New Jersey Museum of Science and Trucking is, isn’t it?
We were camped across from the Mansonian Museum year before last.
Appreciate the write up, I was one of those who had heard of it over 10 years ago (I think /. was where I first heard about it) and was interested in going, but had neither the funds, nor the friends interested in going. Now I’ve got too many other fests/events clamoring for my precious vacation time (Viva Las Vegas, Camp Anarchy, BrewDog AGM, Cleveland Beer Week, and PAX Unplugged for this year alone).
What I am getting out of this: Anarchist party results in government right down to traffic police and building permits.
The police state always seems to be the final destination.
Yeah, its definitely not an anarchist event despite its popular conception as such. There are many layers of government involved, and even a DMV which will be briefly mentioned in part 3. The idea that Burning Man is anarchy is one of the misconceptions I’m trying to clarify.
I get the notion it started out as a bunch of people going way-the-fuck-and-gone out in the desert so they could be left alone to drive around in jeeps shooting guns, setting fires, and generally doing as they pleased without bothering anyone. Whatever they call it that is anarchy. As more and more people began to show up people started stepping on each other’s toes and disputes arose. Out of that…along with the 100% probability that some of the people have a natural impulse to ‘be in charge’…government is born.
That’s a very accurate depiction of the event’s evolution.
A very nice laboratory example of why anarchism can never persist except on a very micro-scale – I believe that any group of more than, say 200 people (the size where everyone knows every one else’s name) will inevitably develop some form of authority/ruler/government, precisely to (a) give final (hopefully non-violent) dispute resolution and (b) create rules to minimize disputes.
The official term of art (back in the day) was a Temporary Autonomous Zone, also referred to as a Zone trip.
Here’s one for Neph.
Unfortunately, Neph is at the office, and can’t watch videos right now.
The infield of Pocono Raceway in the late 80’s early 90’s is a close as I have come to living in a burning man type environment. The use of illicit substances was shorter and less interesting, but the art work (platforms, scaffolding, signs and flags, and makeshift shelters) was still impressive. Everyone drinking from 3 a.m. to 5 p.m. then driving home on a Sunday was more of a end of Mad Max movie type of experience. Fireworks, beer, mud-pits, cars burning, titty showings, and I think a race at some point.
You had me at “orgy dome”
If you’ve ever wanted to check out an orgy, Burning Man has you covered.
The orgy dome itself is different every year, but you have to go through a “consent talk” before your first go about what is acceptable and what isn’t, how to approach someone you want to bang, and how consent can be revoked at any time. It’s an annoying lecture.
They also have a crew wandering around handing out condoms, lube, and towels to people while they’re banging.
Yea…count me out of the orgy involving people who haven’t bathed in several days while walking around in a desert.
All of that would seem to violate the very spirit of an orgy.
If you’re there it should kinda be self evident that you are dtf
The condoms and lube part doesn’t seem too contradictory to me, but the consent talk is pretty dumb. I’m sure its an artifact of the fact that most burners are California progs.
yeah the consent was what I meant
That crew has either the worst job or the best job in the festival. I’m not sure how to tell which it is.
Stand outside and see what the people going into the orgy look like
Every now and then you’d see a single dude standing outside the orgy dome asking every attractive girl who walked past if she wanted to go in with him.
I wonder if that ever actually worked.
You haven’t heard the old joke?
Guy stands on the street corner and asks every woman that walks by ‘hey, wanna fuck?’
Another dude walks up to him and says ‘Don’t you get slapped a lot?’
Asking dude says ‘yeah, of course, but every once in a while one says yes’.
I hadn’t, reminds me of “the naked man” from that one episode of HIMYM
It’s like the old saying: the kind of people at the nude beach / nudist camp are the last people you want to see naked.
I vote “worst.” The very idea of orgies strikes me as amazingly un-sexy, actually.
Everyone working a camp did in fact volunteer to do so, in fact many paid for the privilege. So at least there’s that.
Yeah I’m no puritan but I think I would have uh, performance issues surrounded by a bunch of strangers.
What? You dont like the idea of a bunch of beer-bellied, hairy-backed middle aged men flogging the bishop while they watch you bang your wife? What’s wrong with you?
I left out sweaty. They are sweaty too.
I left out sweaty. They are sweaty too.
To be fair, I would be as well.
While i am not into festivals anymore in my old age – never was to into them but as a student i enjoyed some – just looking at thay desert makes me unconfortable. Looks hot and sand and not enough shade. And i could probably not afford confort. And i want comfort.
You have to be comfortable in a desert where dust gets into literally everything that isn’t vacuum sealed.
Pretty much every camp has shade, and you should definitely bring your own that you can assemble on-site.
The heat isn’t so bad with only 5% humidity though. And it contributes to the copious nudity. You’ll see tits on every street.
Exactly. I have had way more than enough uncomfortable living – Iraqi desert in summer, Hindu Kush in winter, etc. Now, if given the choice, I will remain in comfort.
While, thankfully, never deploying to the Levant/Mesopotamia, a couple rotations through NTC at Ft. Irwin cured me of ever wanting to set foot in a desert again (and I grew up on beaches, Island hopping the Caribbean/South Florida). Desert sand is exponentially worse than beach sand.
The sand gets everywhere. Everywhere.
You’ll be finding sand in unexpected places for years after the burn. We still occasionally open something up and find the interior coated with playa dust, even after washing it.
This applies to vehicle engines as well. Be prepared to get your car examined after the fact.
Thanks for these articles Subwoofer. I have thought about doing this in the early 2000’s after reading the Reason articles about it. The DIY aspect of this event is what appealed to me. I wanted to challenge my self to create a shelter and approach to allow me the maximum comfort while minimum effort and cost.
Being on the opposite cost changed my mind, so now I’m planning motorcycle trips instead.
The DIY aspect is rather educational. You have to build a viable structure that will withstand some of the planet’s harshest conditions out of whatever you can pack into your vehicle. Duct tape won’t work because the alkaline dust will render it useless by the second day. Most electronics will fail if not properly secured, and puny IP ratings can’t rate high enough for the highly acidic dust. Its very rugged, unless you buy your way into a big camp that addresses all this for you.
Thanks for this excellent series, Subwoofer. I have fellow artist friends who go, but I am in the “I hate crowds” camp, so have never joined them.
Hey guys… and mythical libertarian wiminz… I can’t remember who posted it, but a while back, many moons ago, someone here posted an article about roaster green chiles. Or maybe it wasn’t an article, just a post. Anyway, what kind of peppers are those? Are they Anaheim peppers? I’m thinking about trying to roast some of those this weekend.
Roasted, damnit. Are any edit faeries on call?
Probably Hatch chiles (from Hatch, NM); they come in various heats. You can roast any pepper. Anaheims would work just fine, I should think.
Thanks.
“they come in various heats”
Heh, so do jalepenos. I’ve had some that were just medium green in color and smooth that didn’t have any hotness at all, same as a bell pepper. Then I’ve had some that looks exactly the same, that would burn me up and I have a fairly high tolerance for hot, as I’ve been eating it all my life. As a small child, I used to get food from the Mexican food cart vendors on street corners where we lived at the time in Simi valley and they had some VERY hot food, and even though my grandpa, who would often take me there, warned me that it would burn my ass up. I ate it anyway, and it would set my ass on fire, lol. You get a tolerance eventually.
One thing to keep in mind is that all peppers (that I’m aware of) can cross pollinate. So, grow bell peppers close enough to habaneros, you can wind up with some spicy bell peppers.
Interesting, I wasn’t aware of that.
Growing canteloupes and cucumbers next to each other also works. It produces some…uh…interesting results.
Let me put it this way…you wont have to worry about the usual scourge of box turtles plaguing your cantaloupes.
I think pepper hotness is determined by more than genetics. If I grow at the bottom of the hill where the soil is rich and close to neutral Ph I get really hot peppers. Peppers grown on top of the hill where the soil is poor and alkaline from the same batch of seeds gives me jalepenos that have no hotness or flavor whatsoever. They taste like I am eating grass clippings.
I have said this before and someone disputed it and offered an alternate explanation that seemed reasonable but I cant remember what it was.
“I think pepper hotness is determined by more than genetics.”
When I had my kiosk in the mall in Cincy, one of the owners nearest to me where from Mexico and I was always talking with those guys and hanging out after hours drinking with them. Like I mentioned, I eat hot/spicey food all my life. I mean, I’m not going to eat a bunch of habaneros to prove my manliness, because I am really not into that sort of pain. Anyway, there was a food vendor in the mall, near me, that sold nachos and cheese with jalapeno and I would get that almost every day.
One day, My Mexican friends told me they brought homemade nachos and cheese and I was excited to try it. I was eating some of it and a customer came up and asked about a product I had. I went to talk to them and all of the sudden, my mouth was on fucking fire. I couldn’t even talk. I just motioned to them ‘just a minute’ and ran down to the food vendor and got a large coke, which I started guzzling and ran back to my kiosk before I missed a sale.
My friend came over and asked if I wanted more nachos and I said ‘No mas’. Seriously, those sure looked like jalepenos to me, but they were far hotter than any I had ever ‘tried’ to eat. Those guys were eating them like they weren’t hot at all, lol.
“Growing canteloupes and cucumbers next to each other also works. It produces some…uh…interesting results.”
Suthen is the new Dr. Frankenstein. You weren’t spotted recently in Florida threatening to wreak havoc and destruction with your turtle army, were you?
Poblanos roast up nicely.
That was Westernsloper. He was, indeed, talking about green chile as grown in New Mexico and Colorado. Look for varieties such as Big Jim, Sandia, or Barker. But it’s the wrong time of year.
So, it’s the hatch Chili that But Enough About Me, mentioned? I don’t know if I see those in the markets here. But I always see Anaheim, which look the same to me.
They are very different l. But if you just want roasted chile, all the varieties mentioned above are good.
We often roast poblanos for salsa making, and it’s what I use for chile relleno casserole if non-chileheads are coming to dinner.
Thanks. I use jalapenos in my chili. Just made a pot and am boiling it a little more to increase the thickness, since I don’t have any tomato paste in the house.
You can also use small amounts of corn flour, crushed corn chips or even puréed onions as thickeners, though I am partial to simmering down the sauce myself.
There’s two tablespoons of cornmeal in there. I always use cornmeal in chili, it improves the texture, in my opinion. It’s been boiled and simmered, but I added a bit much water…
Hatch chiles are hard to find anywhere else but NM — they’re pretty specific to the area. Anaheims are very mild and all over the place — we get ’em in Alberta and British Columbia supermarkets a lot.
If you’re jonesing for some Hatch goodness, there are a number of online vendors that sell ’em dried/powdered.
Hatch is just marketing. I get my supply shipped from a farm in Roswell every year. When I lived in northern New Mexico, I bought them from a farmer in Chimayo.
Unsurprising.
That would be ok if they’re dried/powdered, as my main interest is using them to make my version of green corn chili. I’d like to munch a few roasted ones, but if I cannot find them…
I buy dried & powdered Chimayo chiles from a local vendor here in the Lower Rainland™. I’m looking forward to moving back to Edmonton — the Latin-American food scene in Alberta’s much better than anything I’ve run into here.
Yeah, New Mex is New Mex, and ain’t nothing else quite like it. I am sure there are terroir subtleties for Hatch proper, but I can’t pick them out.
That said, I will be driving through Hatch next week and will be stocking up on their chili powder.
The Whole Foods in Tucson roast what they claim are Hatch chilis outside the stores in season. I tend to believe they really are from Hatch.
Nice, now you guys have me really wanting to get my hands on some of these. Just not sure it’s possible in Balmer, even though our produce selection here is the best I’ve ever seen anywhere I’ve lived, by far. Maybe that’s the port thing.
Well, maybe it is possible.
Hatch Chile Roastings MD
Yep, I was just going to tell you WebDom was totally excited to find them roasting at Wegmans last autumn.
OT: anybody have a banana cake recipe that isn’t just banana bread with icing on top?
Almost-two-year-old-toddler trshmnstr is asking for “nana burdtay take and tandles and bloons”
I’ll get my wife’s and send it to you.
Cook’s Illustrated has a good banana chiffon cake. If you don’t have access, let me know and I’ll email it to you.
Sorry to go OT, but is the main page FU’ed for anyone else? Was there a change in format?
Went back to the main page and refreshed. Looks normal for me.
Thx, Neph. It’s still appeared as a double column for me.
Side note – that kid in the last picture? The woman standing next to him on that LED platform was not his mother, just some random girl who said he wasn’t hers, she just found him there. We have no idea where his parents where, and neither did he.
He ran off shortly after that.
Ha, you could do an entire chapter just on kids at Burning Man.