I can't stand things so hot that I fear I've caused bodily harm to myself. Silla and I once shucked a whole gunny-sac of New Mexico chilies only to find out that what we thought was the tame stuff, wound up being a bit of Dante's Inferno. We danced through the stages of hell as if there was no tomorrow. We should have known we were in for trouble when the plastic gloves we were wearing failed on us and our hands began to burn, oh, but no! Fear not, we just thought the seeds were bearing the brunt of Hades and that the stuff could, and would, be most edible. I can still hear Silla on the telephone as she phoned her source to complain. Of course I could not understand the full extent of her rath, language barrier, aside, however, I don't think we ever worried about future dealings with that particular Hatch phoney ever again.
I'm looking forward to more recipes and some photo moments of you and Jacob enjoying your weekend.
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I can't stand things so hot that I fear I've caused bodily harm to myself. Silla and I once shucked a whole gunny-sac of New Mexico chilies only to find out that what we thought was the tame stuff, wound up being a bit of Dante's Inferno. We danced through the stages of hell as if there was no tomorrow. We should have known we were in for trouble when the plastic gloves we were wearing failed on us and our hands began to burn, oh, but no! Fear not, we just thought the seeds were bearing the brunt of Hades and that the stuff could, and would, be most edible. I can still hear Silla on the telephone as she phoned her source to complain. Of course I could not understand the full extent of her rath, language barrier, aside, however, I don't think we ever worried about future dealings with that particular Hatch phoney ever again.
I'm looking forward to more recipes and some photo moments of you and Jacob enjoying your weekend.
Love,
Mom
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