It's been crazy cold and snowy here. It seems like it's been forever. We have Polar Vortexes dropping down from wherever they come from, my kids have had six (Count'em SIX!) snow days already this year, my poor husband is beginning to have a traumatic response to seeing snow shovels, the air has that dry-cold-take-your-breath-away feeling when you walk outside, and our yard is nowhere to be seen underneath giant snow piles from the snow from the driveway. And it's only the beginning of February! Spring can't some soon enough.
But it's not spring. Not yet. (sigh) One thing I talk a lot about in my job is the idea of acceptance. You might not like it, you might wish it was different, but in order to do what you need to do - you have to accept that it is the way it is.
So, in the spirit of acceptance, I decided to make something this week that helps warm me up from the inside out when I eat it - Chili. And not just any chili. Chocolate Chili. Yes, you read that right. Chocolate chili. I know it sounds kind of gross, but it's awesome. This week, I made a double batch and froze half. I'm expecting that winter will be around for a while yet, so I'll need more again soon.
So, in the spirit of acceptance, I decided to make something this week that helps warm me up from the inside out when I eat it - Chili. And not just any chili. Chocolate Chili. Yes, you read that right. Chocolate chili. I know it sounds kind of gross, but it's awesome. This week, I made a double batch and froze half. I'm expecting that winter will be around for a while yet, so I'll need more again soon.
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