The fire down below
She used chorrizo, instead.
"Taste this and see if it needs more spices," she said. The chili bubbled at the bottom of a pot, looking exactly like molten lava only hotter.
If you're unfamiliar with chorrizo, it's a Mexican sausage made with beef or pork, scads of pepper, radioactive byproducts, and even more pepper. This is like Italian sausage on steroids as envisaged by masked, cackling maniacs from the Spanish Inquisition.
And I love it.
I took a spoon and tasted the chili. My tongue blistered and my nose hairs burned off. It was perfect!
Life is good.
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