One of the best things in the world is the sight of competing grandmas. Maybe that's not why you go to the county fair or the bingo game, but some of us know what we're doing. Our favorite place to see amped-up octogenarians here in the city is at the Mole to Die For Tasting Contest. Your door fee gets you samples of about twenty-five versions of the famously complex Mexican sauce (common ingredients are chilis, nut pastes, rich broths, and onions, in addition to bitter chocolate), and the event is divided into two categories: Professional and home made. The latter is where the abuelas come in, hauling crockpots of their own special recipes. While the public pigs out, the grandmas sit around nervously, eyeballing each other and ordering children around. It's spectacular, in a funny, small, delightful way. One of last year's professional-category winners was nearby Regalito Rosticeria, but don't eat dinner there or anywhere else before you go.
Wed., Nov. 19, 7 p.m., 2008