All of these things came in handy this
weekend as we prepare for Super Bowl Sunday.
I think I have made it clear that I am
a sports fan. I did make a complete detour to see Hinkle Fieldhouse
and score a Brad Stevens siting on my recent road trip didn't I? I do
call in sick to work when March Madness rolls around. I do wake up at
5 am every Saturday during UGA football season to load my truck with
food, tables, chairs, and full tubs and pace thru the dew to set up
for tailgate. I know what a pick six is; I know what nothing but net
means; I know the answer to the Trivial Pursuit question that asks
which athlete was on the cover of Time, Newsweek and Sports
Illustrated in the same week.
Therefore, I have earned the right to
make Chili for Superbowl Sunday!
I never make the mistake of trying to
create my own chili. I always make the one my Dad taught me. And that
is not the case with any other thing I have learned to make. For
example, I learned how to make Macaroni n Cheese from my mother but I
never duplicate that recipe. I learned to make Outside In Burgers
from Guy Fieri but I never follow that recipe.
This Chili is Sacred. I am not entirely
sure if it is Sacred because it is a time honored tradition to make
it for Super Bowl Sunday or if it is because Daddy served it at
Sandwich'd In, when dreams were still attainable; or if it is just
simply because my Dad took such care to teach me how to make it.
This is what you need to start:
Clean one medium sized onion; one good
sized pepper ( because they are so expensive right now, plan on using
the whole thing, with just seeds and membrane removed); three to four
fresh tomatoes; three cloves of garlic and one jalapeno pepper (seeds
and membrane removed).
Blend that all together and then let it
all sweat it out in the tub. I learned that lingo from Guy as well.
Dad would say stir it up and let it get drunk on each other. A little
olive oil goes down and literally let all the ingredients get drunk
on it.
Then, on the side we can be browning
the beef. We, Dad and I, just salt a pan and let the beef speak for
itself; and we chose a higher fat content ratio...but Dad did teach
me this recipe over 25 years ago when we just didn't talk about
cholesterol and heart disease.
You then take two cans of chili beans,
one can of dark red kidney beans and one can of pinto beans and throw
them into the drunk peppers, onions, tomatoes and garlic.
We have got 2 tables spoons of chili
powder; 1 teaspoon each of salt and pepper and one tablespoon each of
paprika and chili pepper flakes....the tomatoes and jalapeno are just
decoration ;).
Here we are:
And here we go:
The trick to great chili is longer is better.
Once you are ready to serve, reheat and top with sharp cheddar and
sour cream and really good corn bread. My friend Wynn makes really
good corn bread so I can't make it here. I would just be embarrassed.
I remember when my Dad taught me how to
make this chili. It was the day before Super Bowl Sunday. We spent all day Saturday lovingly putting it together and having our father daughter time. Then, on Sunday I stopped into Dad's kitchen and he had ready for me this
huge pot full of the chili to take the to the party I was going to. He told me I could tell everyone I made it. All the party goers loved this chili. They talked
about it all night and finished it off. It was gone; and I told everyone my Dad and I made it together! No one at that time in my life would have believed me if I said I had made it myself.
An empty pot is just the ultimate compliment. Dad was happy!
I stored that recipe in my back pocket
and take it out every Super Bowl to not only travel back in time, but
also to celebrate the memory!







I want to try some of this chili! I'm not even a huge chili fan, but that looks absolutely delicious!!!
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