
Friday, I began this recipe from messycook. I dumped everything in the pot including the Guiness and Chipotle peppers.


Meanwhile, we're bubbling along fine, smelling like a tasty Mexican meal. And then BLAMO! I decide to taste this concoction.

911 Emergency! I couldn't even swallow. I immediately fished out the offending chipotles but with no real hope of saving this pot o spicy goodness. My last resort was to drain all the liquid (quite a mess) and save the chunkies. (The compost pile might be on fire out there, I couldn't rightly say!). Granted I don't have a huge tolerance of spicy, but a quick taste deemed it impossible to eat!
So I started to clean up, and announce the runner up, in case dinner #1 couldn't fulfill her duties as Ms. American. That's when I noticed something funny.

Since Mexican failed me, Asian was in the works.
A few chops and woks later, I rummaged up some frozen shrimp and the stoplight peppers from the grocery bill, and got this!
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YJDKIY diners actually ended up liking the chili concoction, but they eat everything and can't be trusted. The pot says it all, in my opinion!
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