Writ- CHILLI!!!

Jeremiah Tolbert suggests that writers who are seeking to build an audience shouldn't blog about writing.

In that spirit...

So last night I was cooking chilli. I'm not a natural cook so recipes are my friend. "Recipe for chilli?" you say. "But Sam it's so simple!" I know. But I want to make chilli that tastes good and when it comes spices I'm like an infant with a collection of throwing knives. Anyway. I'd bought some cheap mince (50p / 250g in ASDA) and halfway through cooking I'm noticing a significant amount of grease. I mean this stuff isn't just collecting around the edges, the entire contents of the pan is glistening. There's no way I can strain this thing and this is one heavy pan so I can't tip it out without dumping the chilli in the sink. Panic? Terror? HORROR (of Lovecraftian proportions)?

No. Refried beans. And heat. Lots more heat. And an extractor fan. In time what fatty juices the beans didn't drink boiled off and I was left with the perfect wrapping chilli. A bit of customisation (extra cayenne and chilli powder) and it was ready to eat.

So there. No writing. Just a damned fine chilli. And a mess avoided.