When I was a wee one, our big holiday celebration took place on Christmas Eve. Friends and family came over, we exchanged gifts, and generally just hung out and had a good time. When I was old enough (8? 9?) I took over present wrapping, and would spend all day holed up in my dad’s study, wrapping presents for all guests who weren’t me and listening to the local radio station’s holiday musical selections. I didn’t discover until I was an adult that most people do gifting on Christmas Day rather than Christmas Eve, and it still feels weird to me. (For those wondering about Santa, yes, Santa came to my house and there were gifts by the fireplace Christmas morning. He left unwrapped presents, usually gifts that were large or oddly shaped and would have been difficult for my parents to wrap.)
While I was matching up ribbons and paper, my dad was downstairs making his annual venison chili. He wasn’t a hunter, really, but he did go on a deer hunting trip every year with a few friends, and usually one or the other of them would take a deer, and they would share the meat out amongst the group. So most years, there was venison in the chili, which gives it a slightly different flavor profile from just beef and pork.
I loved the chili, and I loved that my dad was so protective of it. It was served with flour tortillas on the side (to cut the heat), and add-ons like cheese and sour cream were strongly discouraged, but might be grudgingly provided to a particularly insistent guest (usually, this would be a +1 – the regulars knew better). Someone asked for ketchup once. No one ever asked for ketchup again, and the incident was spoken of in hushed tones at subsequent Christmas Eve gatherings.
The chili was served in disposable paper bowls, until the year my uncle stumbled on his way to the table, sending his bowl of chili flying onto the dining room’s off-white carpet, installed a mere 6 months earlier. Then we got some nice crockery with handles, and my uncle was served at the table in future years.
I miss my dad a lot, and every time I make any variation of this chili, I am flooded with warm, happy memories. And also delicious chili.
Dad’s Christmas Eve Special Venison Chili
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If you can't find venison (or don't want to eat Bambi), use 1.5lb each of beef and pork. This chili recipe calls for chunked meat, but makes a great base for ground meat as well, if that's your preference. I do recommend using both pork and beef if you do ground, as the pork gives it a little more depth of flavor.
If you can't find venison (or don't want to eat Bambi), use 1.5lb each of beef and pork. This chili recipe calls for chunked meat, but makes a great base for ground meat as well, if that's your preference. I do recommend using both pork and beef if you do ground, as the pork gives it a little more depth of flavor.
In a large pan, brown sirloin tips, then pork, then venison (leave the fat in the pan to use when browning the venison).
When finishing up the venison, toss in the garlic & onion to soften.
Drain meat, if needed.
Puree tomatoes - leave them as chunky as you like.
Transfer meat, garlic, and onions to a large stockpot over medium-high heat.
Add beans.
Sprinkle chili powder & paprika over meat and beans.
Add tomatoes, tomato paste, and broth to the pot.
Toss in herbs.
Bring to a boil, then reduce to a slow simmer.
Simmer gently over low heat, stirring occasionally, for at least 3-4 hours (the longer the better). If you need to run out for a few minutes, just turn off the heat under the pot and then start it up again when you get back.
Add water if necessary. You want a nice, thick consistency somewhere between soup and stew.
