When you got to the table you couldn’t go right to eating, but you had to wait for the widow to tuck down her head and grumble a little over the victuals, though there warn’t really anything the matter with them,—that is, nothing only everything was cooked by itself. In a barrel of odds and ends it is different; things get mixed up, and the juice kind of swaps around, and the things go better.
– Huckleberry Finn/Mark Twain
I think about this every time I make a pot of chili.
Persons attempting to find a motive in this narrative will be prosecuted; persons attempting to find a moral in it will be banished; persons attempting to find a plot in it will be shot. ~
Other than I may be making some chili this weekend or early next week there’s not much else I can say other than Merry Christmas 🙂
Kit Carson’s last words, documented by several sources, were, “Wish I had time for just one more bowl of chili.”