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November 26th, 2001

shiny and used for dipping.

A Final Sunday at the Office.

It was a nice day of work, as days of work go. The season faded out with a whimper, more or less. I strolled in after 11 am, knowing there wouldn't be any business until at least 12. I cooked up some hamburgers, drank some coffee and some Coke, and listened to some CDs. I washed bowls and mugs. I made my co-workers chicken sandwiches for the last time. I to breaks outside in the unusually warm post-Thanksgiving air. I went to the bathroom, in the bathroom. I ate french fries and chili. After the last customer left, Sharon and I sat and drank Black and Tans for an hour. We talked about buildings and businesses in Plymouth that had come and gone. We left at 6 pm, once Will came back to lock up. I took the last bit of the last batch of chili home with me.


Ladel, ladel, ladel, you help me serve my soup. Ladel, ladel, ladel, I hang you in a group.lemonglassMike goes solo.In the land of the sink, everything is silver and stainless. Plates and cutting boards are white. Everything must be washed sanitized and stacked.I have golf pencils all over the place. I find them in my bed.Everything arrives in cardboard, and leaves in plastic, or in people.Sunlight and cleaning tools.the blur of dirty knivesthe floor as always far, far below. and covered in grease.beer and a ladder beside the walk-in freezer.fastest dishwasher in the east.all day, for hours, I touch food, then wash my hands, then touch food, then wash my hands.



A small control center, in the corner of the kitchen.One of the most important lessons to come out of my experience running the kitchen in the Southers Marsh clubhouse, beyond my learning how to better deal with stress, beyond my increased disappointment in golfers, beyond my new found ability to climb stairs quickly, beyond my appreciation for hot wings, beyond my improved tolerance for heat and cold, beyond my love of industrial grade appliances, beyond my sandwich assembly skills, my honed
talents, and my waning fear of knives, beyond my fresh certainty that I do not want to work in the restaurant industry, and beyond my developing an addiction to Honey Mustard Dressing, has been the patient and careful perfection of my chili recipe. I have decided to share it here, so that it may benefit all mankind. I'm going to heat some up right now, actually, because I'm hungry for a snack. Ahh, that's better. Mmmm-mm. Actually, I didn't really heat any chili up. I just typed that so you'd think I did. I'm gonna cook some up, though. I mean, like real soon. It's pretty good, and I hope you enjoy it.


Ryan's Too-Tall Chili.

In your clean kitchen, gather:
1 pound ground beef
1 medium-large onion, chopped
5 cloves garlic, coarsely chopped
1 green pepper, chopped
1/2 red pepper, chopped
1 29 oz can of whole peeled tomatoes
1 14 oz can of tomato puree
1 14 oz can of tomate paste
1 29 oz can of dark red kidney beans

Brown ground beef in a pan, draining off fat from time to time, without letting the meat become too dry. In a 5 quart or larger cooking pot, saute onion and garlic in 2 tbsp olive oil, over medium-low heat. After 2 minutes, add chopped pepper. Once onions are carmelized and peppers mostly cooked, add the browned beef. Stir. Add the entire can of peeled tomatoes, juice and all. Do your best to chop the soft tomatoes up within the pot, using kitchen shears or knives, if you have not already coarsely pureed them. Add the entire can of kidney beans. Then add most of the tomato paste can. Too much tomato paste will turn your chili into spaghetti sauce. Stir and begin to simmer over medium-low heat. Next, add:

2.5 tsp oregano
2.5 tsp basil
4 tsp salt
5 tsp chili powder
1 tsp black pepper
2/3 cup sliced, drained black olives
4 tsp brown sugar
1 tsp paprika
1 tbsp Worcestershire Sauce
5 tsp white vinegar
a shake or two of red pepper flakes
2 shakes Tobasco

Mix together, bring to a boil, and begin to simmer. Add 1/2 a cup of water or so if necessary, as the chili cooks down. You'll probably want to let it simmer for at least 45 minutes over low heat. Stir frequently, and take care not to burn the chili. Separately, in a pan, brown

1/2 lb chicken or pork, chopped, with
2 tsp olive oil and
1 tbsp dijon mustard.

Once meat is cooked through, add contents of pan to the now-simmering chili. Keep on stirring, and you'll have chili in no time. You might consider adding 2 strips of crispy bacon, half a can of corn, or a couple teaspoons of cumin. I haven't had a chance to experiment with those ingredients just yet. It's your chili, so add or subtract whatever you want. Try it meatless, with tofu and carrots instead, as long as you get 1.5 pounds of something in there. And once the entire pot has been simmering for a good long while, let it stand, cool, and refrigerate overnight. Chili is always better the second day.

A word about flavors: the brown sugar, vinegar, Worcestershire and mustard really flesh out this recipe and help fill every part of your mouth with flavor. If you like things less sweet, add less brown sugar. Tangier? Add a little more vinegar and mustard. And a little extra Worcestershire Sauce for added subtle richness never hurt anyone. Counter an excessively sweet taste with a little vinegar and a little ale.

Tobasco and red pepper flakes put spice right on the top of each bite and attack the tip of your tongue with spicy goodness. Black pepper and chili powder get the heat caught in the back of your throat. If you wanna increase or decrease the level of spice, keep both sides balanced.

Serve piping hot, with grated jack or cheddar cheese if your down with such things. Lemme know what you think, should you ever try it.

gets better every time you reheat. 18 comments.

 



let's rock!
+ 13

as the rain tap taps against my windowpane, i discover the hard way that chapstick is no cure for a bloody lip.
+ 1

bryant gumbel gumbel gumbel.
+ 8

my room smells like chewing tobacco, but i do not chew tobacco.
+ 1

Awol formally leaves us.
+ 10

put on your black dress.
+ 3

James Brown is one plastic looking soulful dude. You can see his lips twitching, itching to start screaming out into that old-timey court microphone.
+ 1

a fine lunch: seafood chowder and cornbread, made by mom.
+ 5

The Small World Research Project: a sociological study using the internet to test the "six degrees of separation" theory.
+ 0

new habits for Franciscan monks.
+ 2

freezing gusts of rain
tossing my ride about
like a shopping cart running
from an empty
parking lot
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the cool hum of wind, blowing.
+ 0

Dr. Zig redesigns in the 25th Century.
+ 0

Is Hollywood really this dumb? A great review by the Bill Simmons (the Boston Sports Guy) of Rollerball, a movie he calls thoroughly "reprehensible". The best review of a horrible film that you could ever hope to read, quirky and critical.
+ 3

chunky peanut butter is way underrated.
+ 13

So I spend St. Valentines Day doing my taxes. Which is fine. Dates never give me a refund.
+ 4

From the WTF? file: "Queens Unversity students spin out of conrtrol while taking part in the Great Northern Concrete Toboggan Race in Winnipeg, Manitoba on Saturday Feb. 2, 2002. Engineering students from across Canada raced the toboggans with the undersides made from concrete and weighing 300 lbs." Man. That's safe. Just imaging how much momentum we're talking.
+ 3

Ahhh! Oh. God. That scared me. And... ahhhh! A sabre-toothed mountain lion is eating his giant head!
+ 8

NO, I DO NOT WANT A TINY WIRELESS VIDEO CAMERA.
+ 18

According to the Boston Globe, teen drug use remains the same, but ecstasy use is up 71% since '99. But "use of inhalants, such as glue" is still more common than use of E.
+ 1

 



February 25th, 1988

I am tired of walking. I wish someone would give me something. I never did like to walk. Maybe someon would give me somthing that can get me from place to place fast. That would be neat.
+ 9

February 24th, 1988

I like school alot. I learn lots of things. I eat lunch and go out for recess. I like to go home too. I like it at home.
+ 0

February 23rd, 1988

Today we had a sub bus driver. We were late getting in. I a hurrying my Journal. I hope I finish in time. I can't belive I did
+ 1

February 22nd, 1988

I went to New Hampshire. My whole family went, except for my sister. We went skiing, and stayed in a hotel. The rest of the week I played outside. Boy did we have fun.
+ 4



:2002:
       01/13/2002 - 01/19/2002
       01/20/2002 - 01/26/2002
       01/27/2002 - 02/02/2002
       02/03/2002 - 02/09/2002
       02/10/2002 - 02/16/2002
       02/17/2002 - 02/23/2002

:2001:
Dec. 14.
Nov. 26. 18. 11.
Oct. 23. 16. 10. 1.
Sep. 26. 21. 18. 16. 13. 11.
Jun. May. Apr. Mar. Feb. Jan.

:2000:
Dec. Nov. Oct. Sep. Aug. Jul. Jun. May. Apr. Mar. Feb. Jan.

:1999:
Fall. Spring.

 



Whatever floats your boat or finds your lost remote / and this is for the ni**as working at the airport / who got laid off / I take my shades off / if you look straight it my eyes, you still might see a disguise/ 'Cause the whole world loves it when you don't get down.

OutKast,
The Whole World
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in a town so small, there's no escaping you. in a town so small, there's no escape from view. in a town so small, there's nothing left to do.

belle and sebastien,
dirty dream number two.
+ 1

It is the act of reading itself I miss, the oppurtunity to retreat further and further from the world until I have found some space, some air that isn't stale, that hasn't been breathed by my family a thousand times already.... And when I've finished it I will start another one, and that might be even bigger, and then another, and I will be able to keep extending my house until it becomes a mansion, full of rooms where they can't find me.

Nick Hornby,
About a Boy, page 303.
+ 4

 


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