Steve wrote:Davy, you might not be safe to bring your wife near me. Any woman who carries a pot of chili with her everywhere is a veritable goddess and I might have to kidnap her
By the way, due to time limitations I am not producing exactly what I had planned to. However I am producing something very similar and possibly even better
For at the weekend you may all behold the FATTY OF DEATH
I like to think of it as the b*stard lovechild of a Ménage à trois between smoke, cholesterol and capsaicin.
Scott, will I be able to tempt you?
As beautiful a culinary masterpiece that sounds ....I'll pass You saw me with a little dab of the bottled stuff you had last time You lot were drinking it like it was ketchup and there's me crying like a baby