The house currently smells like bacon, garlic, and cilantro. Bex and I are making chili, and the smell alone is worth it.
I come from a family where food is love. If we feed you, it means we like you. And we like a lot of people, so I pretty much lack the ability to cook for 2 people. Hence the 3 gallon pot of chili currently on the stove. Not my fault, blame Mom and Dad, they taught me that way. I'll try to put together some semblance of a recipe later (we cook to taste around here, not to some crazy measurement), but as a preliminary, it has north of 5 pounds of meat, 2 1 pound bags of beans, and a full head of garlic. And one more ingredient. Our secret ingredient. (Yes, I've been wanting to use that line for YEARS.)
Yes, Texas, it has beans. As proper chili should.