My love of chili goes way back. I would say my life in chili started about the age of 5 years old. That day I was in our tiny kitchen in California and a friend of my momma came over to make us homemade chili.
I remember being very excited, I don’t really know why but I just remember loving the sound of homemade chili. My mommas friend was from Tennessee and that day he showed us Californians how chili was supposed to be.
I also remember him slicing the onion and asking me to peel off the skin.Then he diced the onion real small. He was like a competent surgeon as he sliced and diced all the vegetables.
Fast forward 10 years later when I was introduced to a new chili, this time it was of the con carne style.