A great big thank you go out to Stephanie "the (self-proclaimed) disorganized" Bridges StephB@truserve.com and Sandy Olson sandyo@willowtree.com for hosting the wildly successful event, which drew participants from three states. How popular was it? Let's just say the announced event hours were 1:00 p.m. to 6 p.m., and folks were still arriving at 2:45 or so! Traffic was backed up on I-35 for at least an hour getting to the event! The last person didn't leave until 6:45, and didn't go voluntarily, but had to pried away from the table due to his dangerous chile-induced trance resulting from endorphin overload. The event got so out of hand at one point (when Stephanie was dancing on the picnic tables and Renee was firing up some green stuff), that the Ames Police Department responded in force, and all the attendees ended up with nice mug shots to go along with their memories (and records). Just glad we all got to pig out before the cops arrived, and its probably a good thing that no one got into Gary's jalapeño vodka before things got too crazy. More about that, later. The food? Glad you asked. One word: INFU**INGCREDIBLE! A true Chilehead gastronomiacal delight. I for one was glad I took a preemptive strike dose of both Cimetedine® and Tums® on the way to Ames! Appetizers included chips and salsa (of course), with no less than four distinctly different salsas. Scott Parkhurst brought habanero & garlic stuffed olives (recipe from the list), which were a crowd favorite. Gary Bridges' (Steph's husband) pepper-oil roasted almonds went over well too. Although he was disappointed with them, nobody else was. Two kinds of soup were served. Stephanie and Gary (and their son David) brought a Chipotle-Cheese Chowder (which I didn't try, but wished I had), and Scott and Chery Parkhurst brought a really nice Green Chile Con Carne that had a nice little kick. The main dishes were wonderful as well. Stephanie brought chile rellaños that seemed almost like a green chile soufflé (they were very yummy), and also brought some nice very nice barbequed hot wings (and legs). Sandy O and her husband Greg (the Norweigen) brought a zippy Mongolian Noodle Salad made with spaghetti and peppers and a bunch of other good stuff. Stephanie and Gary brought along a loaf of Chipotle-garlic bread, which nicely complimented the Mongolian Noodle Saled. It was to die for. John Knoll (jknoll@cjnetworks.com) brought some smoked chicken enchiladas that were supposed to be smothered with green chile, but he pulled the wrong chile out of the freezer, so they ended up with red instead. Although he had to warm them up on the grill and the bottoms got a little scorched, he didn't hear many complaints. Renee Watson rlwat@uswest.net brought Porketta, a really nice pork roast rolled in all kinds of good stuff, including Calvin's rub. SandyO had the forsight to bring some great-tasting Cole Slaw (and I don't normally like Cole Slaw), to sooth the mouth. It was very welcomed! No cooling down for dessert, either. Sandy brought rich, moist, wonderful chocolate, cherry & habanero cake, and attendees had their choice of Gary's Mango-Habanero or White Chocolate-Habanero ice cream. I believe Gary also brought some regular homemade vanilla ice cream, but I didn't see anyone eating it. Tom (the Bridge's friend) may have secretly been eating the non-CH ice cream, but if he was, he was too ashamed to show everyone else! Many thanks to a few of our sponsors. Big Daddy's Restaurant in Des Moines, Iowa, sent a bottle of Big Daddy's BBQ sauce. It was one of the better BBQ sauces I've tasted, and it nicely complimented both the hot wings and the porketta. Many thanks to Jim Campbell, who provided three bottles of sauce (smoking Chipotle, Hot Habanero and Backdraft) and a good-sized sample of THE BREAD. THE BREAD certainly lives up to its well-deserved reputation as some of the hottest stuff you will ever eat. As events were winding down, Sandy issued a ridiculous challenge: dip THE BREAD into some Backdraft® and eat it. Can you believe that three people were dumb enough to actually try it? With real, well deserved trepidation, Scott and John grabbed small pieces of the THE BREAD and dipped it into a small dollop of Backdraft®. Silly fools had no idea what they were in for. Stating their praises to El Grande, both popped THE (Backdraft®-laced) BREAD into their mouths and began chewing. The crowd started intently, waiting for the inevitible eye-watering, face-sweating, air-sucking, ear-burning, tounge-erupting-into-flames reaction from the two. The crowd was disappointed - at first. In true hab form, the steam started slow, then built to an intense heat wave that turned John and Scott's face to a nice shade of crimson and made Scott's glasses and John's contact lenses fog up! I've never seen contacts fog up in my life. With all the btus coming off those two, you could have roasted marshmellows just by getting them in close proximity to them. Not wanting to miss the intense fury of El Grande, Chery tried it too. Her reaction didn't take quite as long, as she was soon on the floor of the shelterhouse twitching, saliva pooling on the floor and, although she was somewhat hard to understand, I could have swore she was repeatedly saying "Take me, El Grande, take me!" After twenty minutes, and two beers each, Scott, Chery and John were able to speak normally again. Definitely a blast, and it was great to meet others and talk about Chiles. Until next year . . . Receipes from the hotluck are available at the Midwest Chileheads site. Point your browser to www.cjnetworks.com/~jknoll/midwestch.html and come back often. There will eventually be incriminating photos on the site. -- John J. Knoll jknoll@cjnetworks.com ICQ #27382984 CH #1136