Sunday evening was chili time! I wrote about making molé negro Oxaqueno a couple of weeks ago. Last night I cooked pork, onions, garlic and spices, combined that with the molé and cooked it for about an hour. The chili cooked for another hour or so this afternoon.
It was a full house! Greg, Michelle, Shelley, Michael, Shelley, Roseanne, Jim and myself filled-up all my chairs. In addition to chili, rice, and Grandma Brown's Baked Beans topped with maple syrup and bacon, we had a taco salad and an exotic cantaloupe and jicama salad. American beers and Mexican soft drinks were served. We won't mention the corn bread. Roseanne is going to harm me tomorrow if she reads this, but I forgot to put out the olives. I also forgot to grate the Oaxacan cheese. Nobody complained. For dessert I toned down my hot chocolate slightly to less than a sixth heavy cream, and served it with ice cream. Michelle mentioned cookbooks of the 1950s and I brought out my mother's series of Good Housekeeping as well as Culinary Arts Institute of Chicago booklets. You may have seen some of these on James Lileks Gallery of Regrettable Food. Shelley and Roseanne took turns impressing Michael on their inability to read German. After everybody left I noticed a bottle of white wine. Thanks to whoever brought it!
The Super Bowl? I don't have a television, so we followed the game as close as we could by the cheers of my neighbors. My building is usually quite, but we heard a few shouts and cheers during the evening. I take it the game was exciting? Between the seven of us, though, we were able to determine that New England was playing a team that was named after some sort of cat.
I rarely entertain, but I should make more of an effort to do so in the future.
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