Last night, I made chili. I dont like to toot my own horn (who am I kidding, if I don't who will?) but it was pretty darn good. I had a lb of 90/10 sirloin, a big can of 32 oz red kidney beans with mild chili seasoning, .5 packet of Lipton's Secret Recipe onion soup mix (side note: buy this and add it to EVERYTHING) as well as some frozen chopped green pepper and corn. Seasonings included a lot of chili powder, dash of Worcestershire sauce, and a dash of crushed red pepper. It was a little spicy for my taste, but hubby loved it. Especially the corn.
I also made corn bread. Yuuuum. It's pretty low calorie too, considering its a bread. Of corn. Yum. If you make the muffins out of a Jiffy mix (6 total) it's 170 calories for one. If you planned your whole day so all you ate was honey crisp apples so you could eat but not eat all your calories so you could really enjoy your cornbread, you would be like me.
Anyway, corn bread is done, chili is done; I slice up the corn bread and dish up the chili neglecting to put the lid back on the crockpot, and take it to hubby. He oohs and aaahs and omg-this-is-the-best-chili-evers and I have a little as well. I had 1 cup of chili at 300 calories and 4 muffins at 680 calories, in case you are wondering.
Later, I decide that I want to go to the bookstore and purchase my favorite trilogy. I had it once before but I had to sell it for next to nothing while we were unemployed and I needed cash. I missed it. I was going to buy the e-book versions (as they were the same price) but hubby convinced me I would like the paperback version better. Off to the bookstore we go! Hubby puts a lid on the chili and we are out the door. We kept it on "keep warm" because he was going to have another bowl when we got home, and I like the smell of gently simmering chili.
We found the books, returned home, and forgot all about chili. I took a nap, and hubby worked on some artwork. Then he decides he's hungry. While I am still sleeping on the couch, he goes out to the kitchen.
"OH NO!"
"Oh, my god! How did that happen?"
I wake up, terrified, "what, what's going on? everything okay?" I thought our new stoneware dishes cracked in the dishwasher, or something catastrophic like that happened.
No answer.
"What's happening? Baby?"
"There is a candle in the chili. It melted."
I get up to go look and sure enough, our red chili is stained with blue wax, meandering through beans and tomato alike, polluting it all. The kitchen smells like spring waterfalls and chili, an intoxicating, yet disturbing aroma.
How did this happen?
Well, its essentially my fault. When I took the lid off, I carelessly sat it on a pedestal that had 2 fat candles on. The lid was hot and covered in condensation, so I paid no attention to it. And sure enough, I didn't have any problem while I was cooking, as I never left the lid off for more than a minute. Hubby, being cautious, not trusting our cats to leave the delicious chili alone, put the lid back on but somehow the candle had melted just enough that it stuck to the lid. And into the chili it went.
It was seriously something out of a bad sitcom.
Well I had to get rid of the chili, so I dumped it down our garbage disposal. The second the melted wax hit the cold stainless steel of my sink, it cooled and hardened. I had to spend a good 15 minutes with hot, hot hot water and a scratch pad getting my sink cleaned.
on the plus side, I guess you don't have to worry about me sneaking off to the kitchen to eat any lol :(
He took my last name when we got married. I took on the challenge of motherhood and losing the 80 lbs I gained
I had something like this happen before too. Usually the wax is all connected in the pot, so if this ever happens again, put the pot into the fridge to cool everything up, the wax will harden and you can just pull it out. :) I do this with fatty dishes too. (Cool it and peel the fat off. Can't tell you how much fat is saved that way!)
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