It's really rather funny, in a sad way. Dick (Mr. OLT) died in August. One of his favorite meals that I would cook would be chili (the other is my fried chicken). As soon as it would get the least bit cold then the chili would go on the menu. Well............. I probably have not cooked more than 10 meals since August. Tonight, I find myself in the kitchen working up a pot of chili.
I truly feel like the mad scientist at the stove. I hope this pot of chili is good enough to feed me for a few days with the weather getting ready to REALLY get cold. It sure brings back memories of more interesting times.
This recipe is one that I found in an original Betty Crocker cookbook right after Dick and I got married. He loved it then and he loved it always. Amazing how the little things can bring back memories and a few tears along with them.
Anyway, I wanted to share with you that I 'might' still be able to cook. Cooper has had his nose right up on the counter to make sure that everything was just right. Now it's time to butter some bread and have a bowl of chili.
Hope this posting finds you warm and snuggly in your home. I really plan to sew this weekend and get my entries ready for the Cobblestone Quilt Show. One needs binding and the other needs....borders....quilting...binding...a label........just a few things.
Thanks for listening.
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