Last week, I made a huge pot of chili for my husband (I don’t like chili) and he happily ate it almost every night. Tonight, I asked him what he’d like for supper and he wondered if any chili was left. So I made another huge pot of chili and the thought of eating it almost every night for another week made him quite happy. I don’t think this is weird at all, as I could eat the same thing every night if it came from Grecco’s or Steak ‘n Shake. Creatures of habit much, do you think? Yes, we live thrilling lives. But he says it’s really good chili. It’s also full of tomatoes, onions, and peppers, so I count it as a salad. And beans, red and black beans, so protein. Onions and tomatoes have vitamin C, so he won’t get scurvy. A little ground beef, so more protein. All in all, a good healthy meal. For him. Not for me. I hate chili.