Redneck Chili.
Firstly, why am I not considered American because I like hot dogs with a plain bun and relish only? Several of my macho American (not to be confused with Native American) associates claim that I am unAmerican because I don’t slobber over a fat foot-long with sauerkraut, chili, shredded cheese, sweet pickle relish and onions, smothered with not only ketchup, but mustard as well.
I like every one of those items, just not on my miscellaneous pig-part stuffed skin.
And what is it with Americans (namely backwoods hillbillies or rednecks) thinking that chili is made with noodles?
I mean, isn’t that considered spaghetti? Or noodles with meat sauce for those who care to play semantics.
My wife just came back from her parent’s house and her father sent home some “chili” for me and our daughters. Now, I won’t lie… I ate it all. Firstly, I’m not a picky person and willing to try most anything. Secondly, it tasted great.
Do you see the problem here? Or am I the only one who knows this is not chili? And yes… the hot dog was included in the dish. I actually had to eat it seperately. Mixed with beans, onions, hamburger meat and what I assume was tomato sauce it tasted horribly.
Note:
My father-in-law is a redneck. Self-proclaimed and proud of it. He’s also one of the least bigoted and best men I know (look who married his daughter!). I’m quite proud to know him actually.