As the hunting party developed, I just knew how much they
would enjoy a large “vat” of genuine Venison Chili. I proceeded to engineer three and a half pounds of venison, Mucho chili
beans, kidney beans, sautéed onions and celery, and various and sundry secret
spices into the chili vat. And I was
rightly proud of the completed product.
Then the “fit hit the shan”…..My brother, Warren, came down
with the bug and chose to withdraw from the hunting endeavor. Next, another of the party came down hurting
and decided it would be impossible to join us.
Grandson Andrew “chose” to propose to Melissa and had to accompany her
home to Waupaca for the weekend.
By proclamation, therefore, the usual Menu:
Breakfast
at the Chatterbox
Lunch
in the Woods
Steak
at a Local Gin Mill
Will be revised to:
Breakfast: Chili
Lunch: Chili
Dinner: Chili
That’s the way it goes boys. Sorry, I don’t like it anymore than you do,
but someone has to eat all this wonderful Chili.
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