During the brief time I lived in Cincinnati as a kid, I remember having Cincy chily. It was at a restaurant, but I don't recall the name. It was similar to what my mom (from North Jersey) made, so it didn't shock me. It was spaghetti and meat sauce with cheddar cheese instead of parmesan.
From there, we moved to Port Arthur, Texas, and my mouth experienced total culture shock -- mostly in a good way. Even my mom switched to making Texas chili (with Pinto beans).
CD
From there, we moved to Port Arthur, Texas, and my mouth experienced total culture shock -- mostly in a good way. Even my mom switched to making Texas chili (with Pinto beans).
CD