Monday, August 24, 2009

my very own che chili...

my very own che chili...

Che Chili - If snickers helps you work, rest and play then Che Chili will help you work, resist and slay.


2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
1 large red onion, chopped
2 red peppers, chopped
6 cloves garlic, minced
3 teaspoons sea salt
1 large sweet potato, cut into 1/2-inch cubes
1 large yam, cut into 1/2 cubes
Zest and juice of 1&1/2 lime
1 28-can diced tomatoes
4 15-ounce cans black beans, rinsed and drained (or 6 cups freshly cooked)
2 jalapeno chile pepper, seeded and chopped
1&1/2 tablespoon cumin
1&1/2 tablespoon chili powder
2 teaspoon cocoa powder
1 teaspoon ground black pepper
1&1/2 lime, cut into wedges
1 cup chopped cilantro leaves, washed and dried

1. Warm the oil in a large pan over medium heat and add the onion, red peppers, garlic, and salt. Saute until soft, about 4 minutes.

2. Add the sweet potato and lime zest, and cook 10 to 15 minutes more, continuing to stir occasionally.

3. Add the tomatoes, black beans, jalapeno, lime juice, cumin, chili powder, black pepper and cocoa, bring to a simmer, cover, and cook for 10 minutes.

4. Serve over brown rice, if desired, with lime wedges and cilantro, or with corn bread, biscuits, or taco chips alongside.

5. meat lovers like me - do yourself a favor, pull out the crock pot and make you some pulled pork... or fry up some chorizo and add it to the individual servings.


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