Well it is kewlish nasty and rainy here in God's Country so what a day for chili by any yardstick. The Warden has about 6 lbs of grounded up Angus Cows thawing on the counter. Seemed like a no brainer to me. So I go out in the camper and grab my giant magical high dollar All Clad chili pot..then I grab my big Omaha Steaks box full of mysterious chili spices from Pendery's..which this is two trips of course. I then put her to work to find Randy Moore's Terlingua winner for 2001 on the compooter. Well she stumbles over some off branded recipe sight and starts saying stuff like this.."Oh that one looks good..I really dont think your chili tastes that good..We dont need six pounds worth..blah blah blah." Then she confesses that she wants to make the chili. I feel so humilated. I lugged the famous pot back to the mancave and left the spices in case she wanted to use them. I did give her one tip..Wash the juice off the leftover Pintos if you just have to use em. I learnt this from yankees who use kidney beans. I am totally devastated. Think I will have a wee dram of sour mash to forget my troubles..sniff sniff.