We were invited to attend an open house at Grace’s school. In honor of Valentine’s Day they have a …Chili Cook Off. They have done this for 9 years and apparently see more relevance in a connection between Valentine’s and chili than we do. Anyhoo, we went and migrated with the troops through a myriad of chili tastings, armed with a personal cup/spoon set and a voting sheet. We rated the offerings from bad to ok to good to excellent . One (obvious) cheater passed out cookies instead, and was scoring “excellent” from the non-chili eaters.
We tasted/rated about 20 types of chili and then were ushered to the gym to pronounce the winner. I did choose 2 out of the 3 winners. The winner was a steak chili and I knew when I entered his room that it was something special. You could smell it. The aroma wafted towards me, beckoned me to approach. Turns out this guy won the last 2 years too, so he must know a little something about pleasing crowds.
While we were waiting to go back to the gym, I looked over and noticed the door. The handwriting seemed familiar and yup, it was Grace’s doing. She did the whole door herself in a Valentine’s/Chili theme, refusing to give up on the more traditional hearts of Valentine!
