It's Hormel Chili No Beans Time!

Sing that to the tune of The Peanut Butter Jelly Song.

You won't be able to get it out of your head for hours - You're Welcome.

Whilst scouring the cabinets (I say 'whilst' as often as possible now that I live in England, because I'm dorky like that) in order to properly prepare my grocery list, I ran across a plethora of canned chili in said cabinets. 

I don't know when this stockpile made its debut in my life; I'm thinking it was a can or two at a time and then suddenly one day WABAAAAM I decided to organized the pantry as to not go shopping on a whim and I realized my stock-o-chili added up. Either that or apparently at one point I was afraid Hormel chili supplies in England would come to a sudden end. Either way, looks like my kids are eating chili dogs once a week until we can call this stockpile a scarring, yet distant memory. My Mom of the Year Award is being framed as you read this.