The Food Network Is Out to Get Me.

They tricked me dammit. They forced me to make Cincinnati chili. For any Yank like me who doesn't know what Cincinnati chili is, this is what it is; meat sauce. I guess the traditional Cincinnati way to eat it is over spaghetti. It looked so good on TV I had to make it. At midnight I went and bought all the ingredients and fired up the crock pot. It was ready for lunch today, and while it was good, I was disappointed. Maybe I fucked it up, or maybe I had unattainable expectations. Who knows. Now I have to go to Cincinnati.