Chili-Cookoff, tmrw.
Chef-sampled many times...
I've entered several chili cookoffs over the years, and every time,
every single time, some &$^%#!! would cut me off on the road badly or run a stop sign, causing me to slam on the brakes, and the passenger footwell of most cars I've owned would get a gallon of chili spread evenly onto the carpet. Every single time! (except for this last one):
My last office was raising money for the annual Xmas party, chili cookoff (not judged, just sell as many bowls as you can at $5 apiece). I had a new slo-cooker with a rubber-gasket lid, which also locked on. I wrapped it in rags and had only a ten-minute commute, took a chance. Made my delish brisket chili, over two days (smoking the brisket and then stewing overnight), about $45 worth of ingredients. At the end of the luncheon I wandered down to the staff room, and it looked like I'd sold two bowls; $10 for the Xmas party. Whee.
End of the work day, I found out all the cookers had been unplugged and left in the hall, my 3/4-full pot of chili was room temp and I didn't dare eat any more of it. And my serving spoon "disappeared". $50 expense to raise $10 for a Xmas party (that I didn't even go to).
The next year when I got asked to make my "fantastic chili" for the next party, I handed the bubbly HR chick a $10 and told her to get out of my cubicle, I had important PowerPointless work to do.
I still love chili. But never, ever again...