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human nature, genetic inadequacies and hormonal imbalances wreak havoc.



Tuesday, December 6, 2011

For the first time ever...

... I made a batch of chili that tasted like mom's used to.

I was rather surprised... because of the fact that I could recall the taste after so many years, and that I make it different every time.  


6 comments:

DaveO said...

Did you write down the what, hows, and times?

={D~

Spockgirl said...

No... I usually don't. There are some things I do that I just wing it.

What the heck is that? A grin with a moustache and a goatee?

DaveO said...

yeppers. Colonel Sanders, but not so grey. Heh

Spockgirl said...

Ooh... creepy...

Anonymous said...

I'm glad to see your still serving up some food related posts.
Your chilli cooking exploits sound as hit and miss as mine!

Spockgirl said...

Paul:
Probably a good thing that I don't write about food every time I think about it.