Peter & Chileheads, I don't know how many of you saw the article in the New York Times, but I'll post it below. The NYT reporter emailed me asking if I had heard of it. I wrote him back saying that I hadn't, but I would try to find out. Someone did write back to me with a recipe from webtender, which I sent onto him, but he printed the article saying I didn't know. Oh, well. Better to be mentioned in the NYT than not, eh? Here's the article: Pour Beer, Add Volcano And Drink By TIM WEINER MEXICO CITY, Aug. 14 Life is full of deep mysteries. Who are we? Where do we come from? Where are we going? And why do millions of Mexicans drink micheladas? Those kinds of questions lead into a labyrinth, and the michelada maze is a crazy one. When I first came here a year ago, I noticed that people were ordering beer accompanied by a highball glass. The glass was rimmed with salt, filled with ice. At its base lay a weird primordial ooze. Combined with a lager like Sol or Pacifico, the mix took on a honeyed hue. With a dark beer, like Negra Modelo, it was the color of burnished mahogany. They called it a michelada (pronounced me-chel-LA-da), translated, more or less, as ''my cold brewski.'' Curiosity trumped reason. Reader, I ordered one. I sipped, and was transported. The fine dark cerveza shimmered with hints of pepper and lime and spices. It tasted, strangely enough, a little like the best steak I had ever eaten. Clearly, it's not for everyone -- it's not even for every bar. El Nivel, one of Mexico City's oldest cantinas, won't mix a michelada. It simply lines up the makings along the bar with a whiff of do-it-yourself disdain. And just what is in a michelada? In Mexico City, it consists of fresh lime juice, a trinity of Tabasco, Worcestershire and soy sauces, a pinch of black pepper and maybe (or maybe not) a dash of Maggi, the seasoning usually used for soups and stews. This mix makes up two or three fingers' worth of a tall glass. That glass needs ice in it. It needs beer. And it needs drinking. At least, I certainly think it does. It might sound like a hangover recipe, but to me it tastes like malted manna. I set out to answer the big questions. When and where was the michelada born? And, for that matter, why? Experts were consulted: Diana Kennedy, the Mexican cooking authority. Ted Haigh, also known as Dr. Cocktail. Mary Going, a hot-sauce aficionada who uses the nom de Web FireGirl. And even a noted food-and-drink authority at an English-language broadsheet published in New York. Nada. Complete blanks. Puzzled silence. Red-herring references to ''red beer,'' the lager-and-tomato juice concoction served on the Great Plains from northern Texas to southern Saskatchewan. No answers, but no surprise: no one knows where the martini was born, for that matter. Deeper investigation was demanded. First the lime, the salt and the beer. Together those three form a wispy version of the michelada, sometimes called a chelada in these parts, and often served in Mexican beach resorts. It's refreshing and piquant, to be sure. Mexican limes are what people in the United States call Key limes -- sharper, more limey than the standard supermarket citrus. But the plain old chelada is in principle not so different from something you might find in Europe -- a shandy in England, a panache in France, a Radler in Germany -- basically, lager and lemonade. Weak beer indeed. ''When I went to college in Guadalajara in the late 60's, everybody drank Tecate beer with lime and salt,'' said Zarela Martinez, who serves micheladas at her Manhattan restaurants, Zarela and Danzón. Inquiries at the Tecate brewery proved to be old beer: stale, flat and unprofitable. Jorge Juraidini Rumilla, director of institutional relations at Cervecería Cuauhtemoc Moctezuma, which makes Tecate, could only trace the michelada back to a 15-year-old sales gimmick, when Tecate was sold with a slice of lime and salt. He had no theory for the present state of the michelada's spiciness, saying the drink ''just got more and more sophisticated.'' Ms. Martinez's thoughts ran deeper: ''I think the origins go way, way back. Since pre-Hispanic times, Mexicans have a tradition of drinking foamy, frothy beverages. You can see them in the Mayan Codex.'' So people in Mexico were drinking home-brew in their pyramids back when Europeans were living in mud huts and scrounging for roots and berries. German brewers began to make lager sometime around 1420, but the Aztecs, Incas and Maya were brewing beer, or something like it, for many centuries before the conquistadors took Mexico City in 1521. Giving the Germans their due, they brought beer as we know it to Mexico, establishing the first breweries here nearly 150 years ago. As for the rest of the recipe, soy sauce came to Mexico no later than the early 17th century, on Spanish ships built by the Chinese. Worcestershire sauce was born in 1835, when a certain Lord Sandys from the county of Worcestershire, England, asked two chemists, John Lea and William Perrins, to replicate a condiment he had tasted in India. A shipment reached New Orleans no later than 1848. Twenty years later, in 1868, a genius named Edmund McIlhenny invented Tabasco sauce in New Iberia, La. The peppers come from the state of Tabasco, which lies almost due south of New Orleans across the Gulf of Mexico. And here the sauce thickens. A. J. Liebling once observed that the Louisiana coast was really the western littoral of the Mediterranean, a place where deep currents of great food flowed together in a savory gumbo. All the active ingredients of the michelada -- the beer, the lime, the salt, the peppers, the fundamental sauces -- were for sale on the Gulf of Mexico by the 1870's. Ships then shuttled from New Orleans to Mexican ports like Tampico and Veracruz. Was the michelada a 19th-century creation of thirsty sailors? Parched oil-field roughnecks? A lost relic, recently unearthed by chance, like the frescoes uncovered by the construction of the Roman subway? At the oldest cantinas in the heart of Mexico City -- El Nivel, El Gallo de Oro and La Opera, gilded jewels of the 1870's -- a tenuous theory emerged among the oldest and wisest of the bartenders, who chronicle the passage of powermongers and philosophers like sportswriters covering palookas. ''Lime and salt -- that's primordial,'' said Vicente Cruz, 26 years behind the bar at the Gallo de Oro. ''The rest of the ingredients have emerged within the past 10 years, and from where, and why, God knows.'' But at El Nivel, they thought they knew. In Veracruz, the port city that has been shipping and receiving goods across the gulf for ages, the oilmen drink a cocktail called a Petrolero -- which is, more or less, a michelada with tequila instead of beer. ''So that's that,'' said Manuel Zapata, a barman at El Nivel for 21 years. ''It showed up only in the last few years, but it's a migrant from Veracruz.'' Interesting, if true. The questions of who and why remain. Charles Davis, president of Habagallo Foods, in McAllen, Tex. (www.habagallo.com), aims to become Mr. Michelada. He says he is the only man in the United States marketing michelada mix: Worcestershire sauce, lime juice, tomato juice, celery salt, pepper and a dash of habanero pepper, $3.99 for a 32-ounce jug. But he says the michelada is only beginning to cross the border. ''If I go further north than San Antonio, people don't know what I'm talking about,'' he said. ''They serve micheladas in Houston, but not in Dallas.'' At the Border Grill in Santa Monica, Calif., ''the only people who order the drink are people who are either from Mexico City or who have recently visited there,'' said Carollyn Bartosh, the restaurant's marketing director. ''Our kitchen staff is more familiar with the drink than the bartenders or servers.'' This will change, and soon. Why? One of the most interesting things happening in the United States today is the imperceptible but inexorable erosion of its southern border. The michelada's origins may be murky, but mark this: The American tongue has an appetite for Mexican tastes. This taste is good, this taste is strong, and this taste is heading north. MICHELADA Time: 5 minutes 1/2 lime, preferably a Key lime Coarse salt 2 dashes Worcestershire sauce 1 dash soy sauce 1 dash Tabasco sauce 1 pinch black pepper 1 dash Maggi seasoning, optional 12 ounces beer, preferably a dark Mexican beer like Negra Modelo. 1. Squeeze the juice from the lime and reserve. Salt the rim of a highball glass by rubbing it with the lime and dipping it in coarse salt. Fill with ice. 2. Add lime juice, Worcestershire, soy sauce, Tabasco, pepper and Maggi, if desired. Pour in beer, stir and serve, adding more beer as you sip. Yield: 1 cocktail. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ www.firegirl.com (Even the Devil shops here...) Over 800 hot sauces and other spicy products! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~