Chili When It’s Chilly; Winter in the Kitchen of Love

Other than my 20 year escape to California, I’m a Midwesterner born and raised. I know what winter is about in this neck of the woods, and my sturdy Italian-American stature makes me physically suited to it, but baby it’s cold outside… and snowy, too. When the temperature doesn’t register in real numbers, it’s time… Continue reading Chili When It’s Chilly; Winter in the Kitchen of Love