A Chili Kind Of Week

Cold weather calls for soup if you ask me. This weekend I made a small pot of chili but even a small amount goes a long way for just one person. That makes it important to have a game plan for when you’re sick of the chili.

Luckily, I don’t mind leftovers and enjoy the art of reinventing food so that I don’t grow too tired of it.

People who make chili seem to obsess over their recipe and claim to make the best. I make no such claim. Since I don’t eat meat, I use kidney, black and great northern beans along with corn, tomatoes, onions, bell peppers and spices. But not too many spices because I like to keep it mild enough to be reinvented.

I’ll eat some as a simple bowl of chili but then it will get repurposed. Drain off the juice and suddenly it is perfect for taco salad. It also makes a terrific meal on a baked potato with a little steamed broccoli and shredded cheese.

I could use some as a sauce on a veggie hot dog or I could add some elbow macaroni to make an entirely different soup. It will more likely be used for Cincinnati chili before the week is over. If you’re not familiar, Cincinnati chili is not really chili but is a Mediterranean spiced meat sauce served over spaghetti. The Smithsonian named it one of America’s most iconic foods several years ago.

Cincinnati has a rich immigrant culture and this dish is one of the gifts these immigrants have given us.

There are a couple of Cincinnati based chili parlor chain restaurants that specialize in this dish and other local spots that sell it too. The most common way to order it is as a three way which is the meat sauce over spaghetti and topped with a ridiculously large pile of shredded cheddar cheese.

I feel my arteries hardening just thinking about all that cheese.

You can get it topped with beans and onions and everyone seems to eat it with oyster crackers.

My version isn’t remotely authentic but I like it and that’s all that matters. I’ll top mine with some fresh diced onion and a modest bit of shredded Colby Jack cheese. It will be good, even if I am breaking quite literally all the rules. But you know, my house, my rules.

I appreciate foods that can be reinvented so that I’m cooking once and just reworking it a bit later. It’s not always the easiest thing to do but it certainly is possible.

For example, I often roast extra potatoes to turn into a breakfast hash later. Have excess eggs? Boil them for snacks and turn the leftovers into egg salad. Leftover spaghetti can be baked in a shallow pan with mozzarella cheese and your favorite pizza toppings for a type of pizza casserole. Even the humble stale bread takes on new life as French toast casserole. When I still ate meat I would roast chicken and repurpose it into a sandwich, salad topping and eventually soup.

The possibilities are endless and the effort saves time, saves food from spoiling and allows you to flex your creative culinary muscle.

Snow Day Tradition

Any time we have a measurable snowfall I like to bundle up and tromp around outside to look for animal tracks and breathe the cool winter air.

Everything feels so pure and clean, fresh and invigorating. I awoke to eight inches yesterday and we got a little more later in the day. This was our first measurable snowfall this year so I was thrilled to finally take my first walk of the season.

I always drag around my camera or sometimes just my phone to capture photos during my walk. Of course, I tend to make the same pictures every time but try to look at it with fresh eyes.

These images all came from my iPhone yesterday. Here’s one more.

Enjoy your Tuesday, friends. Stay warm and be careful if you’re out. If the sidewalks are bad remember to walk like a penguin to stay upright!

Nothing More Dangerous

Nothing in all the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity. Martin. Luther King Jr.

Be curious about the world. Talk to people who are different than you. Listen and try to understand their worldview. Trust that there is a lot you don’t know. Stand up for the underdog. Know that your place in the world is quite small and that what is done to another group could be done to you too. Embrace your own humanity and try to do better. Try to be better. Practice who and what you want to be. Learn. Be teachable. Reject ignorance and stupidity. Be kind. Reject anyone who tells you to do otherwise.

In the words of Dr. Martin Luther Ling Jr. “We must learn to live together as brothers or perish together as fools.”

It was a privilege to stand before the national monument to this great leader this year. Click here to read about the experience.

Can’t go? That’s ok. You can help keep the dream alive in your own family, your own neighborhood and your own community by leading with an example of kindness to all. Think you can’t manage that? Then at least get out of the way of those who are trying.

Patsy Cline’s Salt and Peppers

Patsy Cline collected salt and pepper shakers. She picked them up in her travels and had quite the collection. Who would’ve thought?

I always find it interesting to know what people collect when they travel. I have a friend who brings home rocks and gems and another who buys a charm for her bracelet. For me, it’s Christmas ornaments for the travel tree.

I wonder why Patsy chose salt and peppers. Although, they are cute and packable so it does make sense. In fact, I have more than a few sets of my own including some vintage pieces that I noticed Patsy also owned!

If you’re interested, you can see the salt and peppers pictured above at her childhood home in Winchester, Virginia. The Patsy Cline Museum in Nashville also has an extensive collection on display with her dining room furniture.

The Nashville Museum has a somewhat small but extraordinary collection that is worth every penny of admission. Winchester is one of my favorite destinations of all time for its celebration of Patsy, Civil War history and small town charm. The tour of her home, was one of the most informative and best home museum tours I have been on.

If you’re interested in any of this, just hit the search bar and look for Winchester, Nashville or Patsy Cline to see what else I did while visiting these towns.

Old Zanesville Post Office

This grand building is the old post office in Zanesville, Ohio. An enormous Beaux Arts building, it was designed by Cleveland architect George F.Hammond and built in 1904. Stone eagles stand sentinel over an entrance framed by imposing columns.

Just one of the gorgeous light fixtures remain and vines grow up the walls but it looks sturdy. It’s sad to see it abandoned and I can’t help but dream about all the potential. I have seen other towns carve up a space like this to provide storefronts for small businesses like retail shops, art studios and cafes. It would make a terrific event center too.

This is the kind of place that keeps me looking and traveling. I was driving through and just stopped to nose around downtown Zanesville on my way home from Jamestown, New York. It was a great surprise and a fun find. I’m grateful that I had a chance to see it in its abandoned beauty.

Aren’t They Wonderful?

When a road warrior can’t be out on the road, she has to take her kicks where she can find them. These trucks were parked in Kingston, Ohio one summer day in 2020.

I don’t recall where I had been or where I was going but it wasn’t an adventure day and I just had a minute to circle the block, drool a little and snap a quick picture from the car window.

Aren’t they wonderful?