I love chili, but I’ll defend to the death your right to hate it!
Maybe it’s different if you were brought up in a household like mine, where chili is the 6th food group. It goes on everything. Fries, nachoes, hot dogs. I even put chili on chili once, just to try it.
Yeah, I don’t hate it, and it is OK on Nachos, but I would never order it alone.
I love chili, but only the chili I cook. Every other cook puts in something I can’t stand (green peppers, chunks of tomatoes) or leaves out something I insist upon (dark kidney beans) or doesn’t use enough chili powder. My chili requires milk as an accompaniment to put out the fire.
I also volunteer to take Anaamika’s share of chili (as long as it’s my chili), and she can have my share of anything labeled “sweet and sour.”
Communist.
There is Texas Red, which is the Only Real Chili and Proof of a Benevolent Deity, and other, lesser heresies that call themselves “chili.”
At last! The voice of reason.
Now, now, that’s some pretty darn Texanormative language in this thread. “You’ve just never had a REAL chili to set you straight”… :dubious: really. Diversity is how we got to be the chili superpower. 
Anaamika’s indifference to chili merits just a casual observation. What I’m concerned about is Skald’s confessed indifference to barbecue; whether that would inform his policies could be a deal-breaker when deciding between toadying to or resisting his (still delayed for now?) overlordship takeover.
I’m not a Communist, I swear! If not liking chili makes me a communist, what does not liking bacon make me? Oh, it’s ok, same thing, kind of meh.
I guess I’d better just turn myself in to the proper authorities. 
I could probably eat chili every meal for the rest of my life.
God I love you.
Chili is one of those things for me. I, like you, pretty much love it in all its iterations. Cincinnati chili is funny. I love it on cheese coneys, but don’t like it particularly much on spaghetti like so many of my fellow Cincinnatians do.
I’ve lived in Texas and had some spectacular variants down there.
But my favorite is my Mom’s chili. Simple, spicy and filling. She’d just take some decent cuts of beef, season liberally with chili powder, cumin and garlic, add a little tomato and beans, and serve it over a bowl of steamed white rice. On the side we would have buttered saltines. It was my ultimate comfort food. I need to ask her to make it again.
Priya: Would you like some homemade chili?
Sheldon Cooper: Are there beans in it?
Priya: Yes?
Sheldon Cooper: Then it’s not chili. Real chili has no beans in it, but you’re from a foreign land, so your ignorance is forgiven.
Priya: [Sheldon tries some of Priya’s chili]
Sheldon Cooper: Mmmm, this is good… whatever it is.
Skyline isn’t chili. It’s delicious, but it isn’t chili. I rarely get back that way, but when I do, a 4-way is what I’m having for lunch every day.
Skyline chili is so chili, you take that back right now!!
Are there beans in it?
I make my chili with chunks of true Scotsmen in it. Yum!
That sounds… boring. It sounds like the *beginning *of something really great, though.
Actually, no.
You’re my sister from another mister. This is me (and my SO) completely.
Chili… it’s just so… meh.
And don’t get me started on white chili. It’s just a particularly boring chicken stew.
Can we drop the pedantic crap, please? Not only is it tiresome, but it’s just plain incorrect.
Or, I’ll quote someone else on a similar subject.
No but there can be chocolate or cinnamon (or both) in it, depending on which chili parlor you go to. They are legion here. Skyline and Gold Star are the biggest, and are chains. The warring factions between the lovers of both are akin to the cola wars, but I much prefer Skyline. Gold Star has a pine-y aspect to their chili that I find off-putting. Camp Washington Chili is a standalone parlor that’s amazingly good, so is Price Hill Chili. Both of those are institutions in their neighborhoods. And there are many more like them, usually named after their respective neighborhoods.
Weirdly, the chili phenomenon here is dominated by Greeks, who started this chili business here many moons ago.
Yeah, but that was about food. This is about religion. 
Tripolar - re beans - only if you order a 5-way. They can be a nice addition sometimes, but I prefer the basic spaghetti, “chili,” cheese and onions of a 4-way.
I have no problem with varying the spices. However, as everyone knows, adding just one bean to something that would otherwise be chili, makes it not-chili. I don’t care if you like that bean stuff, whatever it is, just don’t call it chili.