Assembly Time

The chili was open, the buns were ready, and it was time for the final sprint. I dragged one fluffy bun straight onto a clean square of parchment paper, lined it up, and hauled over a big metal spoon. Balancing along the handle, I shoved with both boots until the spoon tipped, dumping a glorious heap of thick beef chili right down the center. A sprinkle of cheddar followed in a flash of speed. It was messy, hot, and completely epic. Mission chili dog: accomplished!