Dinner at La Mestiza Mexican restaurant. The chips are warm in our mouths and crispy as the near zero snow crunching underneath our feet coming in. Who could find something so deep and richly green as the avocados in our guacamole, the scent of spring shoots in an early spring walk in the woods. The scent of cinnamon precedes the thick sweet coffee that slowly thaws us. Tender chicken in moist tamales wraps up the meal, and we go back out into the frigid night.