Month: January 2013

Mean 3 Bean Chili!

The past few times that Alex and I have gone to the Admiral Way Metropolitan Market, he circles the Mean 3 Bean chili like a vulture, tasting and …tasting again to make sure.

This last time I got the hint.

Operation Mean 3 Bean Chili commence:


It took a few days and a few stores, but about a week ago i assembled all the assorted cans and seasonings. I waited a bit to buy the meat.

hmm… Where the heck did my crock pot go? Was it lost in the fire, did it miss the truck making a move?

Target to the rescue! 4.5 quart Crockpot is mine!

As I’m giving an update at a cool presentation tomorrow, there was no way I’d get around to making the chili the night before Ze German was due to return. So its now or never.

Here is the Recipe:

Mean 3 Bean Chili


2 Tablespoons Olive Oil
1 whole white onion (diced) Or Kitchen Ninja’d
8 whole peeled garlic cloves
2 lbs Coarse Ground Beef for Chili
1 Tablespoon Chili Powder (I think i doubled it)
1 Tablespoon ground Cumin
1 teaspoon kosher salt
1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper (optional) but I added way more + some Cayenne
1 15oz can of kidney beans, drained
1 15oz can of chickpeas (garbanzo beans), drained
1 15oz can of pinto beans, drained
1 15 oz can of diced tomatoes, UNdrained
1 12oz can of tomato paste
1/2 cup beef stock (may use chicken stock)


Heat pan to medium-high, add oil and sauté diced onion and whole garlic cloves until onions become lucent.
Add coarse ground beef and brown.
Add chili powder, cumin, and kosher salt (and cayenne and crushed red pepper to taste and ghost pepper if you are my dive buddy Lamont)
Add beans, tomatoes and tomato paste.
Add beef or chicken stock.

Stir, cover, and reduce heat and simmer for 30 min (or put in your new awesome crockpot on high for like 4 hours)
Periodically stir and add more stock, if necessary, to desired consistency.

Serves 12 (or 4 if its feeding the german and my dive buddies)



Meg post dive done in <25 min 🙂 (with fills) I'm getting more efficient! (not counting packing the scrubber)

Yes, I know that some of you are more efficient, and yes, i know that some folks feel a post dive quick rinse and a weekly or monthly full disinfect is fine, but have you SEEN the slobber that comes out of the exhale counter-lung???? EEEWWW! I know its common name is "lung butter" but in my world that is spelled A-G-A-R 😉

For those of you who don't know what i'm talking about, imagine drooling like a boxer-dog looking at a pig ear chewie into a cup for an hour and then pouring that out of said cup. Clear, viscous slobber. Now imagine leaving that in a bag that you are going to breath into for a week. Mmmmmm…..


Each time I used a keyboard to type with two hands and all my fingers, without looking, or update my resume, or write a cover letter, sit for a job interview or submit an invoice or prepare my taxes… I take a moment to thank one man.

Chuck Ricevuto, who taught business education in my high school. (and i hear still teaches there…. so if anyone is listening)

He didn’t let us slack in the classroom any more than he would let his wrestlers slack on the mats on their way to State. Coach Rice as we called him is an everyday, unsung hero who deserves some kind of award, because were it not for him, i can think of busloads of kids who would have graduated without knowing jack about surviving in the real world. “always have a pen and note pad” “brush your teeth” “wear clean clothes” “take the time to fill out the application carefully and completely because its the first part… if you can’t follow simple instructions, why would they bother interviewing you?”

Additionally he was a teacher and mentor who was always there for his students… engaged 150% no matter what.

Honest to Dog, i wouldn’t know how to type if it were not for him… I don’t know that i would have had the focus to learn it without him breathing down our necks. So indirectly he is responsible for so much good in my life 🙂

So please, take pause and remember the people who helped you along the road to where you are now…

Stay tuned next time for the reason I LOVE science and then on to how I survived 6th Grade and High school English. Featuring George Thornton – science teacher awesomeness who although he rolled his eyes a bit every time my hand went up first to answer a question, he’d still let me have one once in a while, and Lee Root – English teacher, best of the best who not only encouraged me to write, but taught how.