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Hot HOT HOTTER!

by Mark Cartwright

I love this time of year.  The chili peppers are ready for harvest.  Not that I actually have that many.  I keep about eight plants in two huge pots.  Forget the garden.  For all the tilling, weeding, cursing of rabbits, mosquito bites and sweat, I realized that it wasn't worth it for me.  I planted peppers, tomatoes, and maybe one squash plant just to be goofy.  As anyone with a garden knows, when the tomatoes come in, they're like zucchini.  You have so many more than you can ever eat, you start trying to shove them at anyone who comes to your house - or you just leave them on people's doorstep.

I notice some years ago that my tomatoes seemed to coincide with everyone else's tomatoes.  Therefore I jumped to the other side.  Now I take the time I used to garden, and spend it on more important physical activities, like sitting on my porch drinking a beer, while my neighbor slaves over his tomato plants.  (Or under, if you actually got one of those silly, upside down Topsy Turvy planters to work for you.)

Nevetheless, when it comes time for the tomato harvest, I still have just as many fresh, ripe tomatoes as the next guy.  The only difference is that my beer is empty.

Back to the peppers.

My favorite is the Super Chili.  They're about half the size of your pinky, but they pack a whollop!  They're about five to ten times hotter than a jalepeno, with more flavor, as long as you wait until they turn red.  I eat them with everything this time of year.  Breakfast burrito?  Don't mind if I do!  Hand me a pepper!  Burger?  Yes please!  Hand me a pepper!  Frozen White Castle Burger?  Better hand me two, they come in pairs.

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