For Silas, chili has several key ingredients firstly, it needs to be red, secondly beefy, and thirdly, it needs to raise goosebumps on his forehead. Thus, when I told him that I was going to prepare white chicken chili for dinner, the look that followed was typical for Silas—it was the look of the “I’ll … Read more
Silas has strict rules about chili. It has to be red, it has to be beefy, and it has to make his forehead sweat just a little. So when I told him I was making white chicken chili for dinner, he gave me the look. The polite “I’ll eat it, but I won’t enjoy it” … Read more
My husband used to call white chicken chili “soup with an identity crisis.” Silas is a red chili guy through and through. Ground beef, deep red broth, a mountain of cheddar on top. So the first night I set a big pot of this on the stove, he gave me the look. Then he went … Read more
I burned chili once. Actual burnt chili, on the stove, while I was “just checking one email.” That was the day I switched to my crockpot for good, and honestly, it’s the best kitchen decision I’ve ever made. This white chicken chili is the recipe that made me a crockpot believer. It’s creamy, a little … Read more