The Musical Fruit
That was some Damn Good Chili. No, really, it was. I made dinner tonight from a simple package of Bear Creek "Damn Good Chili" mix. Added some peppers and onion, water, tomato paste. Twenty minutes later and voila! One of the most delicious (if slightly sweet) chili's I've ever had. It's been a looooong time since I've had chili. And my mommy sent it all the way from America just so I could introduce it to my family! I think they all liked it... except my host sister... but she's acting really weird today anyway, so who can tell.

I whipped up some salad (can you believe my family has never eaten broccoli or peppers raw?!?!?) and served the chili with warm bread and butter and (of course) cheddar cheese on top. Cornbread is impossible to find here and I didn't want the trouble of MAKING a mix in the freaking EZ-Bake oven this house has even IF I could find/ afford to purchase it.

I was so happy and sated after dinner that I actually let my host mom do the cleanup (usually she insists and I refuse) and drank a Chu-hi while watching TV with my host dad. Eventually, host sister came over and passed so much gas I had to leave. Either this country lacks some taboos about bodily functions or that girl has a serious lack of social skills. And she hadn't even had time to digest the chili yet! 0.o Ack, the apocalypse is nigh!

Euugh, kimochi warui...