and intensity in the harsh, yet beautiful landscape. it s the last place in the u.s. you can wear buckskin and fringe without irony. while holding a buddhist blanket. there is, very deep inside this ordinary-looking five and dime, something truly authentic. hi. frito pie and a soda, please? this is the frito pie. as american as apple pie or the manhattan project and nearly as deadly. canned hormel chili and day-glo orange cheese-like substance dropped like a deuce, another roller in the night, right into a bag of fritos. it feels like you re holding warm crap in a bag. if you closed your eyes and i put this in your hand, you d be very worried.
you can wear buckskin and fringe without irony. while holding a buddhist blanket. there is, very deep inside this ordinary-looking five and dime, something truly authentic. hi. frito pie and a soda, please? this is the frito pie. as american as apple pie or the manhattan project and nearly as deadly. canned hormel chili and day-glo orange cheese-like substance dropped like a deuce, another roller in the night, right into a bag of fritos. it feels like you re holding warm crap in a bag. if you closed your eyes and i put this in your hand, you d be very worried. colostomy pie.
we invite you to come and enjoy what we partake in. i mean, the indians had the beans and the chili and the corn. the spanish people brought the pork. i mean, and we put that together, and we have this meal here. people love the native culture, they love the hispanic culture here. it wasn t always that way when i was younger. you played cowboys and indians as a kid. if there s one american iconic hero, it s the lone cowboy. does that have any resonance at all out here? every culture here, mexican, spanish, in pueblo, reservation, white, we all are cowboys here. i am a native new mexican. i ve gone through strange phases of like my ownership of this place. it s this weird mixed bag of everything here all the time, and that s that is the identity. that i don t know. it allows a certain freedom. my desire to wear cowboy boots and put a hat on right now, you re sympathetic to that? well, i m from new mexico and yes, i would also like to put my curse word kicking boots and a
rainbow of new mexican specialties. none of our 300-pound friend will go to waste. he s getting shredded for tacos, added to the beans, cooked up with posole. it s going into chili. red or green. oh, yeah, that s going to be beautiful. the tenderloin i set aside for a little time on the grill. everyone here has put in a lot of work. and they re hungry. time to eat. i didn t know the show was about this, but i ve been thinking about it a lot. this sort of cowboys, mexicans, indian, romantic ideal. a lot of easterners came out here and fell in love with this romantic notion of the west and wanted to come out here and sort of create their own version of the west. was that a good thing? that s what helps us as a people, as a native culture. as a culture that s been here for these years.
it s the last place in the u.s. you can wear buckskin and fringe without irony. while holding a buddhist blanket. there is, very deep inside this ordinary-looking five and dime, something truly authentic. hi. frito pie and a soda, please? this is the frito pie. as american as apple pie or the manhattan project and nearly as deadly. canned hormel chili and day-glo orange cheese-like substance dropped like a deuce, another roller in the night, right into a bag of fritos. it feels like you re holding warm crap in a bag. if you closed your eyes and i put this in your hand, you d be very worried. colostomy pie. yet, it is also delicious.