The vastness, enormity, and complexity of life can overwhelm to the point of paralysis. That’s why pizza rolls kick ass, as they are simple, bite-sized and self-contained. Surely they aren’t health food, but this minor transgression is exculpable. Be mindful that there is an inherent nobility in looking past shortcomings of another, and precious virtue in living beyond the flaws of character that are uniquely your own.
On the subject of flawed, I wonder what this little beastie was thinking when he decided to take a swim in our turtles’ pool. Fortunately, Mrs. Chili365 and I rescued him before his drowning led to his transformation into compulsory chili fodder.
With that, welcome to the second installment in the Summer Slumming Series.
1 lb Totino’s Pizza Rolls (we used buffalo chicken flavor)
2 C tomato sauce
1 can (4 oz) of green chilies
1 can (14.5 oz) diced tomatoes
1 fresh jalapeno, diced
½ C white onion, diced
1 T chili powder
1 t cumin
1) Prepare pizza rolls according to package directions and set aside.
2) Combine the remaining ingredients in a pot and simmer on medium for 15 minutes.
3) Allow pizza rolls and chili to cool for a bit.
4) Throw the pizza rolls into the chili.
Pre thought the chili was okay, but maybe too spicy. Chili Jr.’s scrunched up face did not hid his displeasure very well. The word I received was “spicy, too spicy.” The Pirate was done after a couple of fork-fulls. I will admit that the buffalo chicken pizza rolls themselves had a certain robust zestiness. The chopped jalapeno undoubtedly added to the piquant character. Mrs. Chili365 offered the most damning appraisal, “You could do so, so much better than this.” Yikes. I thought this chili was remarkable, in so far as it seems that I have created salsa. Yep, if you ever wanted a chili that tasted like pizza rolls drowned in salsa, this one is your ticket. Hey, it sounds like a late night snacker’s dream to me. The other up-side is that it sure beats a chipmunk drowned in a turtle pool. Bottom line is that I liked the chili and the Involuntary Taste Panel did not. I guess I am willing to overlook this obvious blemish in their collective nature. Long live the S^3.