Cowboy Chilli Con Carne | Jamie’s American Road trip | Jamie Oliver
The Cowboys’ favourite, chilli. In a Dutch oven over the fire with the magic ingredients; wood and smoke. Right oil goes in. It’s screaming hot as you can see. In with the onions, garlic, cinnamon and paprika and a few extra chilies for Hip and the boys. Look at that. Next in just a little sugar and some tinned tomatoes and as a nod to Judy and the chuck wagon cooks I’m using coffee as an extra flavour. And of course, as I learnt from the rodeo boys it’s gotta be beef. About two kilo of brisket, two and a half hours of gentle simmering I’ve got the perfect opportunity to get back to the rodeo and my first slice of real cowboy action. Rodeo is big business and these local boys dream of becoming one of the few champion bronc riders. But it’s a dangerous sport and so competitive that only a few ever make it. Where Tucker is at right now is the most dangerous place. That’s where 90% of your accidents are
gonna happen inside the chute if they happen. Really? Because if the horse rears up and comes back you can smash you here or rear up and flip over and pin you down in the bottom of the corner. And then what happens? Then they have to open the gate and the horse walks all over the top of you. Oh great. The cowboys keep the bucking horses calm until it’s time for them to do their thing. You’d think they we’re born and raised to buck. They’re bred to buck. Oh really? Yeah, there’s horses that are bred that you can ride for broke horses and then there’s horses that are bred to buck. There’s no, absolutely no way that you’ll ever train them. The bareback bronc riders compete first. Eight guys on eight crazy horses trying to stay on for eight seconds. Yeehaaw! The riders are marked in their position and how long they’ve stayed on for. Nobody’s made the grade so far. My mate Tucker’s up next. Why would you wanna do this? I’m like, I’m like really nervous for him. Woohoo! Tucker’s the winner, and his prize for risking his life? 120 dollars. I’ve seen what these boys go through and they’re gonna need some real cowboy food. Two and a half hours of gentle simmering and the Dutch oven’s done its job. Some peppers and some kidney beans and my cowboy chilli’s nearly done. Right you lovely people, dinner’s ready! Tuck in, don’t be English! Is it alright, darling? Not bad for an Essex boy. No!