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Category Archives: Food
Define Hot…
I love spicy food and use Dorset Naga Peppers (world’s hotest) in my cooking sometimes. I often remember that Simpson’s episode where they have the annual Springfield Chilli Cook-Off and Homer eats super-spicy chilli made by Chief Wiggum using a … Continue reading
Pot-O-Chilli Con Carne
Been a while since I made a post about anything. This weekend I’ll prepare a Haiku update. Today though I’m making my first pot of chillie con carne of the season, in preparation for the Beaujolais Nouveau wine coming out … Continue reading