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Chili Cook-Off

The other night my ward had a chili cook-off.  Considering myself a chili connoisseur, that was one activity I wanted to attend.  For years, my Dad won the annual Hermiston Ward chili cook-off.  That's a big legacy to try and live up to.  I don't think he really ever had a particular recipe though, and knowing that he and mom were off in Wyoming waiting for a new grandbaby, and not having a chili recipe of my own, I decided to do my own thing and looked some up online. I finally found a recipe for "Wasatch Mountain Chili".  Even though it was a white chili, I thought it sounded interesting - and heck, I live in the Wasatch Mountains, so it seemed somehow appropriate.

The day arrived, and I made my chili - white beans, hominy, chicken, chicken broth, lime juice, and spices.  How this ever came to be called chili, I'll never know.  Because it turned out to be more the consistency of a tangy chicken soup.  Something to be eaten when you have a cold, but nothing to get excited about, and certainly nothing to serve up with corn bread.  Ah well, it was worth a shot I guess.  I took it with me, but sadly, I was unable to live up to the family legacy.  And let's just say that it was not even close to a popular dish, which left me with plenty left-over.  Soup anyone?

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White Chile would have been a huge hit in our ward! Even though you didn't win, I'm sure it was delicious! "A" for effort!

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