If you are hungry and your car is dusty from traveling Southwest roads, the place to go is the H&H Cafe and Car Wash, where table seats in the little joint afford a view of your vehicle being scrubbed and dried. We prefer counter stools with a vista of chiles rellenos getting battered and fried and huevos rancheros being topped with a curious buttery gravy flecked with onions and hot peppers. Artimisa, who has been a waitress here for years, frequently conjures up her own special salsa which capsicum addicts know to request. "It will hurt you," warns proprietor Kenny Haddad, who served me a few spoonfuls in a saucer. It is flecked with seeds and pod membrane (the hottest parts) and glistens seductively. Artemisa, who is normally a stern sort of person, broke into a broad grin when she watched me wipe the last of it up with warm tortillas, then wipe the beads of perspiration from my brow with napkins.

![]() Chiles Rellenos
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![]() Hot Salsa
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![]() Huevos Rancheros
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