... 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.
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At some point during the day...
I may feel or look like this, but without the beer.
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Did you write down the what, hows, and times?
={D~
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?
yeppers. Colonel Sanders, but not so grey. Heh
Ooh... creepy...
I'm glad to see your still serving up some food related posts.
Your chilli cooking exploits sound as hit and miss as mine!
Paul:
Probably a good thing that I don't write about food every time I think about it.
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