Monday, April 20, 2009

Gold Star Chili made my day.


I was supposed to fly on the same plane from Seattle to Boston, but Delta decided to swap in a replacement 737 during the stop at CVG. I got off the first plane hoping for a quick snack and soon spotted the words "A," "fil," and "Chick" revealing themselves to me in that order as I stepped around a row of flight status monitors. "Yes!" I thought. "Nothing can deter me from Chick-Fil-A!"

As I approached the counter and prepared to order a standard combo, something behind me caught my eye--a Gold Star Chili! The major competitor to Skyline, Gold Star is the other pillar of the bizarre institution called Cincinnati chili.

Pictured above is a four-way: spaghetti, cheese, onions, and, yes, chili. As I dug in, I remembered my lovely outing in Cincinnati last month and longed for a night of chili and Bell's Two-Hearted Ale and local music. When I got on the plane in Seattle, the last thing I expected was to have a Cincinnati experience. After this four-way, I could barely bring myself to get on the plane to Boston. Cincinnati is a cool town, I say. That thin chili messes with my heart, and I let it and I love it.

Plus, I can have Chick-Fil-A during my three hour layover in Philly tomorrow.

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