Sean is a wonderful friend of mine. He has this blog which you should check out. And is generally just a fabulous and magnetic person. So Sean moved away about a year and a half ago. And when he comes to visit, delicious things inevitably happen.
We gathered some lovlies (Kyle, Janna, Kenny) and headed to Plum:
Seriously, someone needs to teach me how to use this camera.
Also, I can't remember what we ate. Pad Thai? Tofu Curry?
Sean and I met in grad school as Duquesne University, which is the reason I moved to Pittsburgh in the first place. He was a gregarious bass trombone player and I fell in love with him immediately. He is funny and smart and charming and I absolutely adore him. He also happens to be the reason that I know 75% of my friends here, which means that when he visits, I get to see people I haven't seen in far too long.
So over the course of the weekend, word got out that I planned to make a giant pot of chili Sunday afternoon and I ended up with an amazing group of people at my house to partake in some homemade chili. I ended up making two pots, one beef, one veggie, and we went to town.
This is a combination of both beef and veggie. Genius.
Also, this adorable thing happened:
I every Sunday of my life turned into a spontaneous chili party, I would be the happiest woman alive.
