"If you think of it as chili, you'll be disappointed," said local food blogger Julie Niesen over a meal consisting of four varieties of Coney and one plate of maxed-out chili at Dixie Chili & Deli, on the Cincinnati border in Kentucky. "If you think of it as meat sauce, you'll be less disappointed."
I don't like spicy chili, nor do I really like chili from anywhere else. The first time I sat down to Skyline in Oxford for a three-way, I though, "Ewwww..." The second time, I thought, "Well this isn't so bad" -- I was introduced to a coney, that time. Finally, on the third try, I was hooked.
My family from other parts of the country does not get my love of Cincinnati chili, nor do they understand why I persist in calling it chili at all, except for my sister in Chicago who spent some time in Lexington and thinks its a cute local thing that's awfully good to put into nacho cheese.
*shrug* Their loss, IMHO.
I had seen this on Twitter, but thanks to Stacked for reminding me to post it!