The Great Chili Cookoff

So let's all imagine that last night was the 1st Annual BYU 7th Ward Chili Cookoff. Let's imagine that I made the best white chili on the face of the planet. Let's also imagine that the title of Best Chili on the Planet was awarded to the ward activities co-chair, Danny. . .the same one who sat at the judges table. The same one who picked up the Chili's Giftcard prize. Let's imagine that I was ROBBED.

It's a good thing we had fun. . .or there would have been some serious bean induced reprecussions.

Here I am with Miss Megan "THE FOOD COMMITTEE" G. Love her. After I lost the contest, some of my groupies and I went out into the hall to down some hard core punch. It's obvious that Melissa handles her liquor better than the rest of us. Every girl should have a set of drinkin' buddies.

But I'm not above drinking alone either. Note that the red punch is leftover from last week's cookie fiasco. The large frozen cube at the bottom of the gallon is due in part to the fact that I've had 6 of these little babies sitting on my front porch for a week. . .mostly because I didn't want to spread punch dropping all over my car or my living room. I'm practical, what can I say?