A Chili Cook-Off Catastrophe

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Sweater: J.Crew Factory; Jeans: GAP; Loafers: extremely similar; Handbag: Target
Sweater: J.Crew Factory; Jeans: GAP; Loafers: extremely similar; Handbag: Target

Darrin’s work hosted their fall “Chili Cook-off Contest” the other day, and I had mentioned earlier this week that Darrin had been slaving away at the stove and over the crockpot in preparation for the cook-off. He ran to the grocery himself to gather all of the ingredients, decided {after a bit of a debate} to go with the Triple Hot salsa rather than the Hot salsa for obvious reasons, and made sure to make the chili a day before the cook-off so the flavors had a day to “ruminate,” because a ruminating bowl of chili is a happy bowl of chili. Everybody knows that. Said the girl who had microwave popcorn for dinner. Darrin had his crockpot filled with his famous pork chili sitting in our kitchen fridge all day on Monday. All. Day.

I work from home, folks. Which means that for the entirety of Monday, I was sitting at the kitchen table, writing and editing and thinking about Darrin’s famous pork chili hiding away in our fridge. And I love his pork chili. I mean, I really love his chili recipe. It’s the kind of chili I’d serve to the good Lord if he waltzed through my apartment door. I’d say “You’ve gotta try this chili.” And He would because it’d be a cold autumn day and duh. Chili.

It’s that. good.

So I had a bowl for lunch. A pretty large bowl for lunch. I couldn’t help it! I was hearing voices! The spicy sauce was calling to me! I had visions of chili beans dancing in my head! What’s a pork chili lover to do?! Judge me all you want. Sentence me to some kind of jail for those who betray their loved ones over their intense desire to eat their homemade food. I plead guilty.

The official cook-off was on Tuesday, and Darrin came home and told me that he tied for first place. I responded with, “A tie is good right?! That means they liked your recipe!”

“Yeah. It’s good! Except…I guess I didn’t make enough chili for all the judges to have a bowl…so that’s why we tied.”


And that, my friends, is how you single-handedly destroy your husband’s chance at a chili victory without even entering the competition. Looks like somebody needs a little work in the “self-control” department…

My bad, Darebear….totally my bad.

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  • Reply jennifer prod October 30, 2014 at 9:54 am

    if the good Lord doesn’t come to dinner, can i have a bowl?? i mean, maybe one less judge gets to eat, but, ya know.. i’m hungry!!

  • Reply Megan October 30, 2014 at 2:50 pm

    I love the pretty blue color of your sweater!

  • Reply Sienna October 30, 2014 at 8:07 pm

    Your hair is so gorgeous, and now I’m like craving chili!

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