Saturday was the pot luck chili dinner at the Rubber Tramp Rendezvous. Everyone supplies a can of chili or ingredients and it all goes into a big pot. Actually, three big pots. Mild, spicy and vegetarian.
To make sure there was something resembling actual meat in the chili, I cooked up a couple of pounds of stew beef. That required something larger than my pan. Jessica loaned me her thrift store pot (a.k.a. the Chili Dome).
A catch-all of various chilies sounds like a recipe for disaster, but the spicy chili, with a little grated cheese and some oyster crackers, was probably the best I'd ever eaten.