Are you crazy? You can’t feed a baby chili.

by statia on November 21, 2004

Despite the popular belief that it doesn’t get cold in most of California, I can assure you that it does. I always thought it’d be 75° and sunny every day. They don’t tell you that when you move to the bay area, that it actually does cool off in the “winter” and that you should keep your sweaters and some sort of coat. I think they hide this from you, so that you think that California is paradise, and you move here, only to find out that it actually does get cold and your extra body is not only not warming it up, but it’s just adding the traffic problem.

It was actually pretty cold and windy here last night. Not 75° and windy, no more like 40° and windy. Not that I’m complaining. If this is as cold as it gets, I can deal with it, but they really should put that on the welcome sign when you’re entering the state. “Welcome to California, it’s not always warm like Florida.” 40° by “winter” standards is like a walk in the park compared to the -15° I’ve dealt with.

This concludes the time wasting portion of this entry.

Because it was so cold, we decided to stay in, watch bad movies and play board games all day. I decided to get brave and make some chili in the crockpot. I don’t know that I’ve actually ever attempted chili before (I learned to cook well, through osmosis), but I figured it’s just shit in a pot, turn it on and walk away.

Literally… almost.

All I have to say right now is that I don’t think the Meester will throw me out because of the smell in here, because I’m keeping this place warm tonight.

Thank dog for “winter.”

Oh, and the chili came out pretty good too.


Deltus November 21, 2004 at 9:49 pm

The title is a line from Mr. Mom. *football spike* HA! First down!

I have an excellent chili recipe (it’s not about the hotness although you can make it hot, it’s about the flavor) if you’re interested.

ed adkins November 22, 2004 at 8:56 am

ahhhh. you were thinking southern california.

They have it real good.

robyn November 22, 2004 at 9:21 pm

Do you not remember my Floridian-style 30th birthday when we were at Disney and it was piss-icicles cold and in the 30s? We could see our breath that night… Mmmm, chili.

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