August 27
I've been to Tucson twice in the last six months. Researching truck food and street food, I fell hard for the place.
Yes, the borderlands are a place of contention that cultural critic Gloria E. Anzaldúa once described as “una herida abieta,” which translates as “an open wound,” where “the Third World grates against the first and bleeds.”
But the borderlands are also a place of smooth and easy cultural exchange and complement, where constituencies as various as accordion-driven Tejano bands, black velvet portraitists and carne asada grill cooks have honed a modern Mexican-American aesthetic.
Today, the NYT ran my piece on Sonoran hotdogs, a totem of borderlands culture that just happens to taste great.