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My mother won a blue ribbon and the medal for best chili at the Oklahoma State fair back in the 80s. It would have killed the judge in the story above. When I was in my teens and and even my 20s I could eat it. When I hit mid 30s my guts rebelled. I had to have 1/2 a bottle of antacid to survive. Just stirring the pot while cooking was enough to get me sweating. I had to eat it like hot salsa on chips to survive. Dang it was good.
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Glen
49 Year member of the Porsche Club of America
1985 911 Carrera; 2017 Macan
1986 El Camino with Fuel Injected 350 Crate Engine
My Motto: I will never be too old to have a happy childhood!
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