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Judging Chilli
Notes from an INEXPERIENCED chilli taster named Frank:
"Recently I was honoured to be selected as an Outstanding Famous Celebrity
in Texas, to be a judge at a chilli cook-off because no one else
wanted to
do it. Also the original person called in sick at the last moment
and I
happened to be standing there at the judge's table asking
directions to the
beer wagon when the call came. I was assured by the other two
judges
that
the chilli wouldn't be all that spicy, and besides they told me I
could have
free beer during the tasting, so I accepted this as being one of
those
burdens you endure when you're an internet writer and therefore
know
and
adored by all."
Here are the scorecards from the event:
Chilli #1: Mike's Maniac Mobster Monster Chilli
JUDGE ONE: A little too heavy on tomato. Amusing kick.
JUDGE TWO: Nice, smooth tomato flavour Very mild.
FRANK: Holy smokes, what is this stuff? You could remove dried
paint
from
your driveway with it. Took me two beers to put the flames out.
Hope that's
the worst one. These people are crazy.
Chilli #2: Arthur's Afterburner Chilli
JUDGE ONE: Smoky (barbecue?) with a hint of pork. Slight Jalapeno
tang.
JUDGE TWO: Exciting BBQ flavour, needs more peppers to be taken seriously.
FRANK: Keep this out of reach of children! I'm not sure what I am supposed
to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who wanted to
give
me
the Heimlich manoeuvre. Shoved my way to the front of the beer
line. The
barmaid looks like a professional wrestler after a bad night. She
was
so
irritated over my gagging sounds that the snake tattoo under her
eye started
to twitch. She has arms like Popeye and a face like Winston
Churchill.
I will NOT pick a fight with her.
Chilli #3: Fred's Famous Burn Down the Barn Chilli
JUDGE ONE: Excellent firehouse chilli! Great kick. Needs more
beans.
JUDGE TWO: A beanless chilli, a bit salty, good use of red peppers.
FRANK: This has got to be a joke. Call the EPA, I've located a
fucking
uranium spill. My nose feels like I have been sneezing Drano.
Everyone knows
the routine by now and got out of my way so I could make it to the
beer
wagon. Barmaid pounded me on the back; now my backbone is in the
front part
of my chest. She said her friends call her "Sally." Probably behind
her back
they call her "Forklift."
Chilli #4: Bubba's Black Magic
JUDGE ONE: Black bean chilli with almost no spice. Disappointing.
JUDGE TWO: Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish for fish
or other
mild foods, not much of a chilli.
FRANK: I felt something scraping across my tongue but was unable to
taste
it. Sally was standing behind me with fresh refills so I wouldn't
have
to
dash over to see her. When she winked at me her snake sort of
coiled
and
uncoiled ... it's kinda cute.
Chilli #5: Linda's Legal Lip Remover
JUDGE ONE: Meaty, strong chilli. Cayenne peppers freshly ground
adding
considerable kick. Very impressive.
JUDGE TWO: Chilli using shredded beef; could use more tomato. Must
admit the
cayenne peppers make a strong statement.
FRANK: My ears are ringing and I can no longer focus my eyes. I
belched and
four people in front of me needed paramedics. The contestant seemed
hurt
when I told her that her chilli had given me brain damage. Sally
saved
my
tongue by pouring beer directly on it from a pitcher. Sort of
irritates me
that one of the other judges asked me to stop screaming.
Chilli #6: Vera's Very Vegetarian Variety
JUDGE ONE: Thin yet bold vegetarian variety chilli. Good balance of
spice
and peppers.
JUDGE TWO: The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions, and
garlic. Superb.
FRANK: My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with gaseous
flames.
No one seems inclined to stand behind me except Sally. I asked if she
wants
to go dancing later.
Chilli #7: Susan's Screaming Sensation Chilli
JUDGE ONE: A mediocre chilli with too much reliance on canned
peppers.
JUDGE TWO: Ho Hum, tastes as if the chef threw in canned chilli
peppers at
the last moment. I should note that I am worried about Judge Number
3,
he
appears to be in a bit of distress.
FRANK: You could put a hand grenade in my mouth and pull the pin
and I
wouldn't feel it. I've lost the sight in one eye and the world
sounds like
it is made of rushing water. My clothes are covered with chilli
which slid
unnoticed out of my mouth at some point. Good, at autopsy they'll
know what
killed me. Go Sally, save yourself before it's too late. Tell our children
I'm sorry I was not there to conceive them. I've decided to stop breathing,
it's too painful and I'm not getting any oxygen anyway. If I need
air
I'll just let it in through the hole in my stomach. Call the X-Files
people and
tell them I've found a super nova on my tongue.
Chilli #8: Helen's Mount Saint Chilli
JUDGE ONE: This final entry is a good, balanced chilli, neither
mild
nor
hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge Number 3 fell
and
pulled the chilli pot on top of himself.
JUDGE TWO: A perfect ending, this is a nice blend chilli, safe for
all, not
too bold but spicy enough to declare its existence.
FRANK: Momma??!!
UNFORTUNATE ATHLETES:- BRONZE SILVER GOLD
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