Mmmmm... Green ChiliI spent the night at Mom and Dad's place Thursday night so that I could make it to a funeral of a friend on Friday morning without having to deal with beltway traffic. A side benefit of this stay was that I could pick up the frozen green chili my brother had shipped for a Christmas present.
You see, last July, my dad, my son, and a couple of my brothers and I were biking in Wyoming. We rode up a mountain, heading to the area where we were going to camp but it was blocked by at least 10 ft of snow. Did I say this was July? Being about 9pm we needed a back up plan and we needed it fast. We cruised back down the mountain and found a place called
Snowy Mountain Lodge and rented a cabin/shed for the night.
The lack of a flush toilet was offset by the wondrously delicious Breakfast Burrito. This thing was a work of art. Put together by a biker chick/chef/future EMT, this thing had to be at least 2lbs of fried potatoes, meat, egg, cheese, and green chili.
Well, I thawed out a chunk of green ice from the gallon ice cream container that is now in my fridge. I fried up some potatoes and onions, scrambled some eggs, melted some cheddar, and heated up the chili.
I should have taken a picture, green sauce with chunks of stewed tomatoes and chunks of stew beef. I think I'll go lick the pan clean.