Don’t listen to the bourbon, it does not go good with chili. Failure to remember this will result in a crash course at the Linda Blair School of Interior Design. If you do not return to a horizontal position shorty, this will also result in a crash course at the Linda Blair School of Interior Design. That is all.
Good God! Bourbon damn near burns a hole in my chest as it is, but you had it with chili. You’re a tough ol’ bastard, aren’t ya? 
In any event, I hope you feel better soon.
The Café Tattoo on Blair Rd (or is it Hartford Rd) in Balt. makes chili with bourbon in it. It is really good, I wish I had some now.
Hmmmm-
I’ve got a good stockpile of Rebel Yell-think I might try that bourbon in chili thing. Any idea how much you use? Can you taste the bourbon, or is it just another layer of flavor, like when you add cocoa powder?
Feel better, Tuckerfan, the bourbon will call you back.
And ** CzechMaster401k**, don’t judge all bourbon as harsh. Rebel Yell is smooth and mellow. Give it a shot.
A shot, get it? I crack me up. :rolleyes:
Hee - I liked it when Tuckerfan called himself “shorty” in his stern lecture to himself.
- The Easily Amused Featherlou
Well, after making a couple of urgent phone calls to dinosaurs on the big white phone, I’m feeling a bit better. I didn’t pour the bourbon into the chili, no, that would be alcohol abuse (it was Hormel Chili, and naturally one of their ads had to playing on TV right as I got up to make my first call…). I had, oh, I don’t know, probably about 8 shots before I decided that chili would be a good thing. So I had a bowl and slipped off to a drunken stupor afterwards.
Have to try the Rebel Yell bourbon sometime. I’ve been drinking Buffalo Trace which is surprisingly smooth (and inexpensive as well).
Oh, and CzechMaster401k, my birthday’s tomorrow, and I only turn 34, so I don’t think I qualify as “old” just yet.
Happy birthday, Tuckiepoo. My birthday is on Wednesday - 36 yo. Yikes. I’m staring down the barrels of 40 now.
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Yes the chili has a definite aftertaste of bourbon, I don’t know how much to use. The Cafe Tattoo is a rather strange place, tattoo parlor in the front, restaurant in the back. I don’t think the “chef” is a real stickler for recipes; I was talking to him one day about him closing up for a couple weeks because he was going to a big chili cook-off in New Mexico. Since he had 9 or 10 kinds of chili on the menu, I asked which one he would make for the cook-off. He told me he was going to take his pistol out into the desert, and whatever he killed would be in the chili that night.
Heavy beer + Stomach full of pizza = friend that will soon need dry cleaning.
Important message from my now half-widthed L1 Vertabrae (spine), still limp-causing foot, and trashed bedroom - drinking lots of water does not enable me to drink more whiskey.
I know the name of one of the bones in my spine!
(L1 - which I think stands for ‘lumbar 1’ - the first of the bones after the ribs)
You learns some strange things when you do stupid things.
mmmm chili and mint julips.
My bad food combo ™ is strawberry daquiries (made w/ the cheap ass fake strawberry mix) and Stinky Jesus pizza, with extra white sauce.
A stinky Jesus is: Gyro meat (lamb of god) with tomatoes (stigmata), feta (cause it tastes good), and garlic (hence stinky) on a wafer thin crust (body of jesus).
Although Baltimorons pronounce it ‘Blair Road, hon’, it really is Bel Air Road. It’s not on Harford Road, but it is close.
Happy birthday, Tuckerfan!
I raise a glass to you (as soon as I get off work).
Um… I know that, I figured Baltimorons would get it and nobody else would care. Same with the Hartford Rd reference.
Thanks! I hope that it’s something good you’re drinking and not something wimpy like a Tom Collins or a Shirley Temple. 
Not from this Rebel Yeller! That’s why I had to wait to get off work!
Hope it was a good one!