A while ago I bought a Kentucky Bourbon cookbook. Tonight was the night to try the Kentucky Bourbon Chili recipe and I was looking forward to it. As it simmered on the stove I had the corn bread baking. Everything came together nicely and the call went out for dinner. We gathered prayed and started eating. As I took my first bite I happened to look over at Brianna who had her first bite in her mouth. Our looks froze and were suspended in time, then we came to and just about gagged. I proclaimed I couldn't eat this chili and with some hesitation she agreed.

Charles' response: "We need HAZMAT Toxic cleanup to come over"

Chris' response: "Honey, in the 18 1/2 years we've been married you have never made anything this bad!"

We sat laughing and carrying on over our cornbread and, yes, the jokes kept on coming. The cornbread wasn't cutting it so Brianna threw out the idea of pizza. Little Caesar's is right down the street. Kids went and got pizza, Chris and I cleaned up the toxic dinner. It was really bad! Thank goodness for pizza!