An easy homemade chili recipe made with ground beef, onion, tomatoes, beans, and seasonings. Cooks in just 20 minutes for a crowd-pleasing meal.

What if I add a change?

Originally from Allrecipes

Ingredients

• 1 pound ground beef
• 1 onion, chopped
• 1 (15 ounce) can tomato sauce
• 1 (15 ounce) can kidney beans
• 1 (14.5 ounce) can stewed tomatoes
• 1 ½ cups water, or as needed (Optional)
• 1 teaspoon chili powder, or more to taste
• 1 pinch garlic powder
• salt and pepper to taste

Directions

1. Cook Beef and Onion: Place ground beef and onion in a large saucepan over medium heat; cook and stir until meat is browned and onion is tender, about 5 to 7 minutes.

2. Simmer: Stir in tomato sauce, kidney beans, and stewed tomatoes with juice. If you prefer a thinner consistency, you can add water. Season with chili powder, garlic powder, salt, and black pepper. Bring to a boil, reduce heat to low, cover and let simmer for 15 minutes.

Cook’s Note

I like to serve this chili with cornbread or bowls of toppings, such as shredded cheese, sour cream, tortilla chips, sliced jalapeños, and green onions, so that people can help themselves.

Delicious and authentic Korean beef bulgogi recipe. Juicy, tender, and smoky char-flavored Korean BBQ beef!

Originally from this site

Ingredients

Main

• 800 g / 1.76 pounds rib eye or top sirloin (or any tender prime beef cut), thinly sliced, 2mm to 3mm (1/8 inch) thickness
• 1 onion (130 g / 4.6 ounces), optional, peeled & thinly sliced
• 2 stalks green onion (55 g / 2 ounces), optional, thinly sliced
• 1/2 carrot (55 g / 2 ounces), optional, peeled & thinly sliced
• 1 Tbsp toasted sesame oil
• 1 Tbsp toasted sesame seeds
• 1 Tbsp cooking oil (I used rice bran oil)

Bulgogi Marinade

• 6 Tbsp soy sauce
• 3 Tbsp brown sugar or honey
• 2 Tbsp rice wine (mirin)
• 1 asian pear or red apple (155 g / 5.5 ounces)
• 1/2 onion (80 g / 2.8 ounces)
• 1 Tbsp minced garlic
• 1 tsp minced ginger
• 1/8 tsp ground black pepper

Instructions

1. Prepare Marinade: Blend the marinade ingredients (soy sauce, sugar, rice wine, apple/pear, onion, garlic, ginger, pepper) in a mixer or food processor until smooth. Set aside.

2. Marinate Meat: Place the thinly sliced meat in a mixing bowl and pour the marinade over it. Mix them well together while gently massaging the meat with your hands. Add the sesame oil and mix it into the meat. Cover the bowl with cling wrap (or move the marinated meat into a glass container with a lid) and marinate the meat for at least 4 hours in the fridge. (If you have more time, you can also marinate it overnight to deepen the flavor even more).

3. Cook: Preheat a skillet or BBQ grill on medium-high heat until well heated. Add the cooking oil and spread it well. Add the meat (and optional vegetables) and cook it on medium-high to high heat for 3 to 5 minutes (until the meat and vegetables cook to your desired doneness). Toss in the sesame seeds and stir them quickly.

4. Serve: Serve the bulgogi with steamed rice and other Korean side dishes. You can also use some lettuce leaves and perilla leaves to wrap the bulgogi.

layout: post title: “First Day of Classes” author: “Ian Hunter” date: 2026-01-26 tags: [””] —

Technically, the first day of classes was last Thursday, but I was sicker than a dog after getting back from Bend and spent the day in bed. The two classes I’ll be taking are EE 121 (signal processing) and EE 140 (electricity and magnetism). I am mostly excited and nervous about 140, as it is known as the killer class, but I am looking forward to digging my teeth into some of the fundamentals that I have been working with for the past three years and ensure I understand them from the ground up.

Site is finally turning into something that may have some long term staying power and real functionality. Still need to sort out how to split types of posts between recipes, writing, poems, but its at least a start. Also need to get the projects page populated and make some projects. And photos, still need an good photo viewing solution.

Today feels different than yesterday, but everyday does. The cycles of frustration, anger, despondence, rejection, and then finally acceptance and sadness are difficult to bear, and I usually don’t feel much like myself when I am in the throes of it. But I know that I need to push through those feelings, because what I was doing to myself, and what K was doing to me, was not healthy for me (or either of us, realistically). I know she is conflicted about what she wants, how to get there, and who to be there with. But I can’t endlessly wait around for her to determine if I am good enough while simultaneously being devestated by her sporadic desires to be with other people. I hope for her sake that she can find peace, and maybe with one less hand in the pot she will be able to decide whether or not she really wants to pursue her relationship with C. The only thing that I can say with certainty is that what I was doing wasn’t working, and you know what they say about insanity.

Well, I guess this is it - finally getting around to adding some of my “written work” to my website. It will be nice to centralize the poems, because they are currently scattered across notebooks, scraps of paper, facebook, etc. But additionally it will be a nudge to write more often (and aparently outside of this damn antigravity IDE with its continuous AI suggestions, I can’t even look at the screen as I type this without being bombarded with the bots next best suggestion).

Not feeling like saying much of anything, doing anything, or being anything today to be frank. But first order emotions and all that, it’ll pass. It always does.

I hate this

I hate that I miss the taste of your lips

I hate that instead of leaning in for a kiss

I’m sitting here letting my mind reminisce

January 1 - 4, 2020

Ups, Downs, and Back

After a full day of skiing (at least, for me) on New Year’s Eve, we spent New Year’s day working on concepts for the next iteration of the app and recuperating our relatively tired selves. The key take aways from the day’s conversations:

• The most important component/action on the landing page must be the call for someone to share their complaint of police misconduct.
• Filling the landing page (or home page, as we have called it previously) with multiple calls to unique actions creates a cluttered page that generally requires a boat load of text to clarify the situation.
• The about page is a place for us to tell a short, cohesive narrative about our platform. It doesn’t need to be an all-inclusive listing of every feature within the application, and splitting these more focused product descriptions into unique locations gives us the ability to more precisely guide various types of users to the information that is best suited for them.
• That being said, we need a scalable way (I’m looking at you, site footer) to list all available resourses on the platform in a consistent place.
• We see a general transition from the home page to the profile page as the main location of a user’s experience. A general homepage is good for providing a single set of services to all users, whereas the profile page allows us to modify what actions and services each user specifically needs.

Ah, what a beautifuly snowy day

Jan 2

We got our second ski day in on the 2nd. After a solid day and night of snow (5-6”) there was fresh pow on the slopes and we got out to the equipment rental facility at 8am sharp. Somehow, amongst the mismanaged nightmare that is Granby Ski Ranch’s office setup, it took a full 45 minutes before Anuj had his equipment - he was second in line. I would encourage them to move individuals through the line faster, but that would only exacerbate the problems that the resort seems to have with the length of the primary lift line during peak hours. I got an early two runs down the main hill as Anuj got situated, and then we hopped on the bunny hill milestone hill for two or three runs together. After that I left him to suffer on his own down the hill while I took some runs down the Conquest lift - we reconvened at noon and upgraded Anuj’s ticket to a full day pass so we could hop on the main lift. Anuj was a trooper and made it down the main green run twice before he started feeling a bit wobbly, and I was finally able to demonstrate the ultimate beauty of a ski in / ski out resort as we casually glided to the parking lot above the room from our final run.

The 3rd was spent as a general chill day around the room. We cleaned up, ate the remainders of our food inventory, and prepared ourselves for an early am start on the 4th.

A view from the road that leads up the main hill at Granby Ranch

We left at sunrise on the 4th. After some frantic recalculations, Waze determined our best route was The Shortcut ™ (aka Trough Road - CR 1 See on Map). Then again, at the time that it was suggested by the navigation system, I didn’t know that it was the road that we have historically called The Shortcut ® ™, but it does a fantastic job of bypassing some of the worst stretches of Highway 70 going through Vail and Copper Mountain. There were a number of folks out on the road, some hunting from their snow mobiles, others camping (living? pioneering?) in their trailers along the Colorado river in the areas where the road ran close to the riverbed and the flat land. Although it’s only partially paved - a decent portion of the road is just solid packed dirt ice, it was a much calmer and extremely scenic drive. In the hour it took us to traverse road, we saw an elk, a moose, and some wild goats - not surprising to see the folks out on the snow mobiles. The rest of the drive was pretty uneventful and that was awesome.

The Goblin Mountains in Utah - heading West on Highway 70

December 31, 2019

Dem Slopes

Today was our first day hitting the ski slopes. We were up bright and early to ensure that we would make it down to the rental counter at their opening time (8am, not exactly sharp). There was some concern that we might not be able to rent gear for Anuj at first, but the size 13 ski boot is apparently not quite as popular as some of the other options.

On our first night here, we met a liftee (one who operates a ski lift) at McDonalds and struck up a conversation. After mentioning that Anuj would most likely need some sort of lessons for skiing, he told us an apparently common joke amongst liftees in the area.

Apparently those three days really matter, because I wasn’t all that capable of functioning as a ski instructor. We made a few runs down the smaller hill before Aj twisted his knee and called it a day. Afterwards, I took runs off the Conquest lift, which were for the most part uneventful.

What's a conquest without a little exploration?

That is, until, the final run. I had been eyeing the Desperado run throughout the day, but had stayed off since it was closed off with rope. The snow was pristine, with thick, mostly untouched powder and the slope of the hill wasn’t anything steeper than what I had been boarding on all day. Around 2:45 (lift closes at 3) I decided I would go for it. After crossing the rope, I immediately sunk into waist deep snow and thought

Ah fuck

At this point, though, I was dedicated, so I worked to free myself and got started down the hill. As I was starting to descend I got bound up again in deep snow, and a lady called out from the ski lift politely informing me that she would be calling ski patrol on my dumbass. I believe the conversation went something like

Lady - I will certainly be letting ski patrol know that you are skiing on closed runs. You’re welcome!

Me - Sounds good, thanks!

Random bro - GET IT BRO, GET IT!

And get it I did. I boarded past two ski patrol members riding up the lift, who both let me know that they would be seeing me at the bottom of the hill. But at that point I had reached the real slope of the run, and with a little more speed I was able to comfortable carve down the last face of the hill. Then, I got myself up and out of the ski lift area and headed back to the room before ski patrol made it down the mountain and posted up at the entrance of the lift to have a chat.

December 28-30

We Made It

Well, we made it in one piece to Granby, Colorado! The weather on I-15 near the junction with I-70 was not the best, but Anuj handled it well (much better than the truckers that were slipping and sliding around). The roads stayed decent until we hit Vail Pass on I-70, but even at its worst point we were comfortably maintaining ~50mph.

Some views heading northeast on I-15 in Utah

Everything in the room seems to be in good condition - the bedrooms and bathrooms are clean, the furniture is comfortable and not excessively worn, and they replaced the hot tub! Although, I seem to remember there being more basic goods around the kitchen - spices, olive oil, aluminum foil, etc. - in times past that aren’t present anymore. Anyways, it’s an awfully large room for just 2 people.

Dec 29

We spent the first day around the room, getting in some additional rest and starting our conversations about our new direction for Organize. If I had to sum up the key takeaways from the conversation, it would look something like:

• The core premise of our application is providing services to individuals who have been negatively impacted by police.
• The three key groups within our app are those with police related needs, groups that can serve those needs, and police
• We want to foster trust between police and communities by creating better outcomes for individuals with immediate needs instead of playing a data accumulation / network effects game.
• Not everybody is going to have some pertinent action to take within our site and that is ok

Dec 30

Today we headed to Grand Lake for the afternoon and took a short hike to Adam’s Falls. I was hoping to see an ice fisherman reel in something exciting but we (and, more tragically, the fishermen) were left empty handed. PSA - doughnuts with traditional glaze and rasberry sauce drizzle are delicious.

The view from Adam's Falls lookout

December 27, 2019

From Los To Las

Today was the first leg of our journey from Los Angeles to Granby, CO. We are posted up in Las Vegas for the night and are awaiting Vlad’s arrival at our hotel room for a quick team powow. The drive was relatively calm despite the most impressive manuevers of various drivers on the road. I-15 was closed when we were preparing to leave this morning, but over the course of the day snow plows and some good weather cleared the snow and we were able to drive straight into Vegas without taking a detour.

Eh it's not that far

Tomorrow’s drive will be the more treacherous of the two - we will be getting an early start so we can try to hit most the roads during daylight hours. Until then, don’t let the light from Bally’s keep ya up.

Burgeoning bouquets,
count the petals before they wither.
Think about you as I watch sunflowers through my window.
Blowing gently in the breeze as
busy bees inspect the seeds
collecting pollen on their backs until
they leave and don’t come back.

Blossoming arrays outside
bring memories of days gone by.
We’ll plant them in the spring I said
you laughed it off, just shook your head
And as we stood there knowing in full
That all flowers bloom
but quickly are pulled
back to the ground where
all the living things are planted.
I dig the hole alone
drop the seeds in empty handed.

During the summer, my mother, father and I used to go for long road trips across the country. On one such trip, we found ourselves at Lake Louise in the Alberta province of Canada. We walked along the shore of the lake, in awe of the calm sapphire water and the towering alps in the background. As the sun began to dip in the sky, we made our way back to the car and headed for the nearest public campground. We arrived to a small spot tucked away amidst old growth trees, cut out from the thick green brush that covered the ground. Just like every other night, we routinely set up our tent, rolled out our 32 degree Californian sleeping bags, and made a fire. My favorite part of these road trips was their unpredictability - the spontaneity of the events, places, and scenes. It afforded us a much needed break from the school week cycle, where everything was set into a daily routine. That night at Lake Louise, the unpredictable was the freezing cold. Huddled in our sleeping bags, we put on every piece of clothing that we had brought with us. No patch of skin could be left exposed, and eventually we wrapped ourselves up until only our mouths were visible to the frigid air. Even with these extra layers none of us could sleep, so we shivered our way through the long night. When the sun finally peeked its head over the mountain top, Dad quickly got up, made a fire, and heated some water. He poured the hot water into water bottles, jumped back into the tent, and gave Mom and me a hot water bottle to heat ourselves with. As we all laid there in our tent, curled up in our sleeping bags, frantically trying to heat our extremities with a bottle of hot water, we all had to laugh. Not just a “this is ridiculous” giggle, or a “why did we do this to ourselves” chuckle, but a deep, long laugh that comes from the shared experience of the unpredictable with those that you love. More than anything else, I will miss sharing these kinds of experiences with my mother and being able to laugh with her about the quirks and idiosyncrasies of life that make living enjoyable. And so, although I am devastated by the fact that I will not hear my mother’s laugh again, I am grateful for every minute that I have spent with her.

Trying not to see the sides
Just to focus on the division
People have split themselves in two
Based on just one night’s decision
And although the incision has cut to bone
This place,
The structure that we call home
Can’t go on in shambles.
With two half bodies that only speak in
Yelling matches
Brawling over a light and a match stick
To turn us all to ashes.
So while I’m concerned and confused
I refuse to spew verbal abuse
Upon those with differing views.
If you think that only your side is afraid
Please think again.
If you think that only one side of this is wrong
Then there’s a record to amend.
Trying not to see the sides,
Just focus on the division.
And how to erase away these lines
That tear apart all our visions. \