Sibling Rivalries: Chili Edition

[brave_heart_verity]

Flyers have been going up around the Forum and Commercial District for the last week or so. This morning,the lights in the VSW Meadhall came on. By noon, anyone getting close enough to an open door would know: chili's on!

Inside, everything's set up and waiting for the hungry and the curious: Clint's cooking in one corner, and Verity's in the other. Between them, tables are laid out with the necessities: bowls, plates, spoons, and plenty of napkins. There's beer and iced tea, some lovely tres leches cakes provided by the Nexus' favorite Japanese detective, and various toppings for the chili: bottles of sriracha and sweet Thai chili sauce, red pepper flakes, green onions and red, lime wedges, diced bell peppers and jalapeños, crumbled bacon, shredded cheddar cheese and sour cream. Cornbread and tortilla chips round things out.

Long tables with a mix of benches and chairs fill the hall on either side of the fire pits. One has board and card games stacked neatly at one end (they were neat when they were put out, at least). Another has two boxes, one wrapped in purple paper and one in pink, for depositing voting slips.

Poll #17301 1st Annual Chili Cook-Off

Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 7

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Who gets your vote?

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Clint--Avengers Assemble!
3 (42.9%)

Truthfully? Verity.
4 (57.1%)

The fire pits are lit, the food is waiting, and there are games in want of players. What are you waiting for?
((There will doubtless be further Cupid-based shenanigans, but this weekend, it's all about the platonic relationships. Bromances, BFFs, and family ties rule the day! Let's celebrate! Threadhopping, tangents, games, and mischief are all encouraged. Just don't start a food fight or Verity will have to yell.))

Comments

[brave_heart_verity]

"Nope. Just the nice people," she corrects with a grin. It's not a surprise to see Felix; it's a little bit of a surprise that he didn't bring more of the off-duty guards. She scans the crowd quickly, but no, doesn't look like Stratos is there either. "So you're right on time. You want to experiment, or do you trust me to fix it up for you?"

[conjuredskies]

Stratos is too paranoid to approach Verity eat much in the Nexus, and the rest of their unit listens to him. So no chili for them!

Being happily un-afflicted, Felix grins back at her. "Naturally I trust you. I'll even taste it before I ask how you made it. But here's my thinking: you give me half a bowl the way you'd recommend it, and once I know how it's supposed to be eaten, I can experiment."

[brave_heart_verity]

Why in the world would anyone be paranoid about talking to Verity? She is sweetness personified. Clearly, there is something wrong in that Imperial head.

"I like your thinking. And 'how I made it' isn't going to be a scary answer, I promise. Neither is 'what's in it'." Considering his delicate Tamrielic nature, and the fact they don't seem to have chilis in his world, she'll go easy on him. Half a serving with sour cream, cheese, and crumbled tortilla chips.

[conjuredskies]

They have chili! …In Hamerfell. Felix’s uncle tried to replicate it once and, well, suffice to say Felix still doesn’t know what chili is supposed to be like.

“Thanks.” Felix leans against the table, cupping his hands around the bowl. He breathes in the aroma before he digs in, savoring the rich flavors, familiar and otherwise.

“That is perfect,” he comments, humming appreciatively before the chili catches up and he starts experimenting with the sour cream and crumbled chips. He’s frowning a little, but it’s his curious frown and it’s not slowing down his spoon. “So, what does go into it? I’ve got… the beef, the tomatoes, the garlic and onion, but that can’t be all.”

[brave_heart_verity]

She nibbles on a tortilla chip while he eats, watching him with a pleased expression she doesn't try to hide. "Those, and the beans, are the main points. But you're right, there's a fair few kinds of spices in there. Mainly, a spice blend call ras el hanout, which means 'front of the shop'. It's a mix of all the best things the shop has to offer. And there's bittersweet chocolate, black tea, and... a few secrets."

[conjuredskies]

"Chocolate and tea?" He stops eating long enough to give her an intrigued (if amused) look. "Clever. And how do you say that- ras el...?"

[brave_heart_verity]

"Mm-hmm. It's ras el hanout." She repeats it slowly and with slightly exaggerated enunciation. "I get it from the shop in the spice market with the black and gold striped awning, if you're curious."