Tragedy con Carne
Let us all take a moment of silence to reflect on the good things in life and their inevitable passing into the great beyond . . . specifically, let us deeply mourn the tragic demise of a pot of exceptionally delicious chili, which my wife left to cool on the stove after we supped of it last night and then was forgotten, never placed into the refrigerator and so thusly spoiled (as we all will) and had to be thrown away, with great sadness and regret, the meat and beans uneaten, laden with bacteria, and destined to decay and return to dust in the landfill . . . o woe, o woe, o greatest of all woes: a wasted pot of chili!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
9 comments:
No segue back to the crock pot chili in college, eh?
Have you turned your back on your own egregiously southwestern culinary errors???
Did you use any of that ¡HOT HOT CALIENTE! tequilla in the chili?
egregious oversights in each of the last two posts:
- the failure to recount the epic crock pot story aforementioned above
- the failure to credit gtb (and, really, me) for being on the tinariwen story two weeks ago
the slippage of the editorial standards around here is an underreported story.
the crockpot story is a doozy. i'll devote a sentence to it.
totally missed the tinariwen on gheorghe-- can't wait to see what you said . . .
http://sentenceofdave.blogspot.com/2012/01/12th-man-chili.html
thanks whit-- i will link to it in the post!
That chili was fine, you've gone American.
two hours is two hours, whether you live in america or the sudan . . .
http://lifehacker.com/how-can-i-tell-if-food-left-at-room-temperature-is-safe-1460920090
Chef Bobby of Carolina Seafood would've proudly served it.
Post a Comment