Seven Devils Green — Charred Tomatillo Salsa Verde
The Seven Devils stand over Hells Canyon, and the peaks have names: He-Devil, She-Devil, the Tower of Babel. Nobody named them that as a joke.
Fair warning, in other words. Tomatillos, serranos, onion, and ten cloves of garlic go over the fire until the tomatillos blister and start to collapse. They look ruined. They’re perfect. Blended rough, seeds in.
It comes out sharp and green and innocent-looking — right up until the serranos show up with all that garlic behind them.
The hot one. Named honestly.
Refrigerated, never canned, made the week you pick it up. Local pickup in the Treasure Valley.
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