Everything but the Kitchen Sink Chili
December 08 2009 
The cold air has hit, even a light dusting of snow has fallen, and in this house that means it’s time for chili. J’s chili, to be exact. I wish I had a recipe to share, but the measurements are far from exact. He kind of just throws everything but the kitchen sink in a crockpot and lets it simmer.
It’s yummy.
Because of the variation in ingredients, the end result is slightly shifted at each taste, while still remaining familiar. It is thick and hearty, especially with a handful of crackers. He makes enough to feed a neighborhood or two, so along with dinner, I had some for lunch yesterday and today and tomorrow and probably the day after. As well as late-night snacks and maybe even breakfast. It’s a good thing I don’t have anywhere important to be, because I’m sure I’ll smell like I bathed in it.













