Beau pointed to one of the drawers, then began making coffee, wondering what Rick planned to do with hamburger, canned corn, and diced tomatoes with green chilies.
“There better be a frying pan,” Rick muttered.
Beau opened the drawer under the stove to hand him the pan. “This is it, so don’t get your hopes up. I didn’t buy the whole set.”
Rick set it on a burner, got margarine from the fridge which he melted before adding the hamburger. As soon as it was sufficiently browned, he poured in the corn and tomatoes, bringing the mixture to a slow simmer. By then, Beau had taken out bowls and cups, setting them on the counter.
“Voilà, Rick Parks’ famous down and dirty chili.”
“Famous?” Beau said as Rick dished some into each bowl.
Rick tapped his forehead. “In my own mind.” While Beau took
