The annual Bartels Harley-Davidson Chili Cook Off isn’t so much a competition to me as a laboratory with chrome and leather. There’s no entry fee, few rules, and I can make whatever the hell chili I want. It’s a smaller event with roughly 15 entries each year. All of these traits make it invaluable for the novice cutting their competitor baby teeth.
White chili is usually a chicken thing. I prefer pork, though, because pork.