Years ago, I took boxing classes with a trainer named Maurice Nelson. Maurice was a wonderful dude and a glowing example of what exercise and a healthy diet can do for a body. That’s why it was so shocking when we found out he had colon cancer.
I stopped taking boxing classes (boxing, it turns out, is REALLY HARD) but Maurice and I remained friends. He got really skinny from the chemotherapy, so I started bringing food for him to the gym. He didn’t like everything I brought (“Don’t feel like you have to bring that cabbage soup again.”) but he LOVED my chili. Maurice even told me once that my chili was the best he had ever tasted. I told my husband that night, to which he responded, “Has he ever EATEN chili before?” Continue reading →