Good morning, all! It was a quiet New Year at 202 West 82nd Street. I got totally caught up in NOT SINCE CARRIE, with Kathy and Anderson on in the background, and I forgot about HHW! I'm happy the partay went on fine without me. I notice that I became the evening's running joke; in fact, I laughed out loud this morning when my friend BK, the ancient rhymer, called me an "ancient pelican."
Yes, BK, the chili is quite deelish, and I wish I could offer you a bowl topped with grated cheese or sour cream, although I may have chopped up too many jalapenos for it. I'd consider it a success. Most of it is now in the freezer, and today I am going to make a huge vat of spaghetti sauce.
So, Happy New Year, everyone!