Chili!

That is NOT dog.

In fact, right now, the air in my apartment is pungent with the smell of chili, and not having tasted any even resembling Mexican food in the past 4 months, this is a real treat.

Before I go any further (and frankly, there isn't much further to go), I have to add that this was all made possible because of a wonderful care package that my Mom sent and which arrived today.


In short, she sent me, a big ol' bag of chili powder (not the super spicy Cayen type, but the more mild and sweet Ancho chili type that's used when making a big pot of chili), some taco seasoning, and Tumeric. And Mom, you should know, you just expanded my culinary horizons over here to the point that I don't think I'm ever coming home ;-) But really, with only these few key ingredients, I'm now going to go hog wild cooking.

Until moving here, I've always loved to cook, but I didn't realize how much I loved to cook. Today, as I excitedly tore open the box that arrived and had my nose filled by all the wonderful scents that had seeped out of the spice packages, I realized just how much I love to cook.

Well, that's about all. I can't wait another minute to eat! It smells sooooo good.

Thanks Mom, you hit a grand slam with this one :-)