I have to start by apologizing because, when I hear Puerto Vallarta, I think of the Love Boat. I feel bad about that, because I’m sure that Puerto Vallarta has a lot of great things for which it is better known, and I’m hoping someone visiting my blog can tell me about those things. For now, however, I am going to confirm my reservation for that special-room-in-hell-for-backward-people by telling you all about my family recipe for chili…which is called Chili Puerto Vallarta.
STOP! I hear the primal screams of chili aficionados around the country rising in my ears. As any chili cook well knows, the mere mention of this dish immediately invites a throw-down in just about any part of the nation. Entire feature articles have been written about the various types of chili that are made (with great success) across the U.S.A. I’m going to come out right now and say that I have no wish to participate in a throw-down. In fact, I don’t think I really could. The fact is, based on my observation, Chili Puerto Vallarta is not even really a chili. Calm yourselves, settle your beans, and read on.
Okay, so here’s the scoop. As long as I can remember, my Mom has been making this meal, and we never, ever get tired of it. But it turns out that she actually got it from my Aunt Jane, who lives in Madison, Wisconsin and has been teaching art history at the university there since 1963.