One of my traditions during my storm chasing trips is to taste regional variations of chili. It’s not great for the gut but it can be an oh-so-delicious experience.
Last night, Earl and I met up with our friend Marshall and went to one of our favorite restaurants on this side of Tucson. On the menu they have “Cowboy Chili”. It has a bit of kick and is served with the Fritos and other stuff garnishes shown here.
I have been known to dump chili into a bag of Fritos and go at it with a spoon. This more refined approach is probably better for when I’m out in public.
