In ChileHeads Digest, v.4 No.400, Judy Howle wrote: >Date: Mon, 27 Apr 1998 14:09:12 -0500 >From: Judy Howle <howle@ebicom.net> >Subject: [CH] corn husks > >Thanks to all who replied. She drove to Missoula and found some. >Her town is so small nobody had them. Elsa offered to ship her some >if she wants them in the future, from NM where they are as cheap as >anywhere. We take for granted the vast variety of items carried in American supermarket "super stores." It's amazing what one can find in a well-inventoried 50,000 square feet. We tend to forget that this is a fairly recent phenomenon, and that much small stores were the norm only two decades ago, and that as recently as the 1960s, to find any 'ethnic' foods, one had to either live in an ethnic neighborhood or seek out a specialty store which served one. Consider every-day supermarket items like yogurt, bagels, kiwi fruit, snow crab, tortillas, pita bread, feta cheese, alfalfa sprouts, etc. which were only found regionally or in specialty stores as recently as two or three decades ago. Still, small town America is out there. And that's not all bad. I recall the suitcase full of dried chiles, pinon nuts and corn husks which I carried back after visiting a friend in Portales, New Mexico in a part of the world known for peanut fields as far as the eye can see. But for those of us in much of the United States, we are losing any sense of seasonality or locality in our cuisine. We can buy fresh strawberries in February and live Maine lobsters in Arizona. And so we quickly become disconnected from the whys and wherefores of regional and ethnic cuisines. Wherever we live, we come to expect that everything should be available all of the time. We plan our menus based upon whim rather than any external constraint beyond the cost of air freight. In many ways this is a wonderful benefit of the times in which we live. But I cannot believe that it comes entirely without some loss. And maybe that loss is that we forget that Hamilton, Montana is not indistinguishable from Hamilton, Massachusetts or Hamilton, Ontario or Hamilton, Arkansas -- and that they don't all have 50,000 square foot supermarkets with corn husks. At least not yet. Cheers, The Old Bear