My black bean/chicken chili was different than most of the red bean/beef chilis there, but I think it was the presentation that really helped.
My friend Celeste brought me a ren-faire-ish outfit--full skirt and petticoat, gauzy, embroidered peasant blouse and lace front cordouroy bodice. Lace up that bodices and it was "hello boobs!".
Not vulgar, of course, but totally in your face. I'm sure pictures will emerge.
Hee. It's the second creative chili win for my group. Last time, the HR team won most creative chili. We served vanilla ice cream, with sprinkles, and hot fudge. You see, two of the three HR team members were pregnant, and if that's what they wanted to call chili, I was not going to argue with them. Our trophy that year had a pickle added to the top of it.
Yay. That helps put a really positive spin on yesterday.
Off for a pedicure.