world’s most awkward chili
This was not my chili. Although I’m convinced it tasted just as good.
I’m not even sure if what I made it can be called chili. I almost didn’t even write this post. But then I decided I had to share the love.
Really, it’s just to emphasize the point that you can make something out of an
almost empty refrigerator.
It all started on Wednesday afternoon when I was thinking about what I was going to have for dinner. Alright, actually if I’m being honest it probably started on Tuesday night, after I just had dinner, and got to thinking about what I would have for dinner the next night. Come on, I know I’m not the only one who dreams of food. Just the fact that there is a whole blog world (not to mention a festival, devoted to food blogging) proves this fact. Let’s just be friends already and accept it. It’s like that Facebook friend request you have consistently pending. Accept it and rejoice.
Aside: Speaking of the Foodbuzz conference, anyone going? I so wish I could go. Maybe next year? Ultimate dream come true? I think so…
Wait, what was I even talking about? Wednesday night’s dinner. Right.
The contents of my fridge resembled something like a bit of leftover corn, a handful or two of baby carrots, and a hamburger. Sigh. Go to the cabinets. I find a can of stewed tomatoes. Sigh. What the heck am I going to do with all this?
Bring on the world’s most awkward chili. I should probably be embarrassed to say that I mixed all these things together in a small pot and let them stew away for about an hour with some added water, salt, and pepper. I should probably be embarrassed that when I was sitting in class from 6-7:30pm it was basically all I could think about.
But I’m not.
It smelled delicious like chili should smell. It looked like chili should look. The only thing I’m embarrassed about is that I was like a hungry wolf upon my return from class and I basically devoured the entire pot, no bowl required. So that’s my excuse for no picture. For appearances sake, and I’ll admit, to save face, here’s a picture of what it “could” have looked like.
And while it may not have “really” been chili, it was soothing to my soul and warming to my heart. I think that’s pretty much chili’s standards, right?
Just goes to show you how a little can go a long way.
What’s a recent meal you’ve had to scrape together out of just a few seemingly awkward ingredients? Did it turn out good/bad?