Ah, fall. My favorite time of year. For me, it's turning leaves, dark beer, clothing that covers up my most unfortunate lady parts...likely as a result of the dark beer, straight hair, new Oprah.
For the husband, football. Football viewing on a man-sized TV.
This weekend, I thought I'd honor the crisp, cool, fall morning with a meal fit for a man and his TV. Chili. He found me at 7 a.m., on the living room floor, cookbooks strewn everywhere searching for the recipe. Turns out, it's a publishing requirement for every cookbook to contain a chili recipe and none of them are simple. It's a bit like the modern Bloody Mary. They just throw anything in these days. Pickles, celery, horseradish, nail polish remover, tweezers, a Celine Dion CD.
A few bubbling hours later, a decent chili was born and moderately happily consumed by the husband. The thing is, there was no zsa zsa zsu. No child-like wonder in his eyes.
If you'll be so kind to send along your most satisfying family chili recipes, the husband and I will choose one to receive a $25 certificate to any Restaurant.com restaurant.
Just one request...stay light on the beans. If you catch my drift.
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Oooh I have two that I LOVE! Regular and white chicken chili...both are super easy. And you can make easy beer bread to serve on the side - it's fabulous:) Will send along...
ReplyDeleteStay light on the beans? My dad's three bean chili comes with a kick! I'm from the southwest, I should know...interested?
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