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I Acquired my Love for Hot Peppers from My Grandfather

We are approaching the time to begin planting our summer vegetable gardens. I remember as a young fella spending summers in the dirt with my grandfather. We would plant everything from Asparagus to Zucchini to Hot Peppers.

As a matter of fact, I acquired my love for Hot Peppers from my Grandfather. Every year we had a bumper crop of Cayenne Peppers, which is still my favorite Pepper today. Coming in at 30,000 Scoville units, they’re about as hot as I want to get.

How I came to love the oil that gave Hot Peppers their sting (capsaicin) is a funny but painful story. When but a toddler, during a cookout, I happened to notice a bright red long thing sitting among the food. It looked pretty good to me, so it was an easy matter to grab and insert it into my mouth. The next ten or so minutes were excruciating for a little one such as I. Once the pain subsided, my love affair with “hurts so good” had begun. It seems eating hot peppers releases endorphins in the brain which is why pepper lovers seem a bit masochistic

After us men had toiled for months to produce the crop, my grandmother would work her fingers to the bone canning the summer’s harvest producing numerous jars of vegetables. The one thing I still cannot understand, is why do we put vegetables in jars and then call them canned?

Something to think about while you plan your Pepper crop.

Have a fantastic week, and may God bless!

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C’mon, Try It You’ll Like It

12_HotPeppersWe’re beginning to get the last vegetables of the 2015 growing season. Quite a few cherry tomatoes are still left to be had. They’re patiently waiting their turn to be plucked, lightly salted, masticated (while lovingly traversing the taste buds) and swallowed, leaving the senses wanting more.

Then, there is my favorite fruit of the vine, the majestic hot pepper. To put it mildly, I simply adore hot foods. Let me clarify. During the summer I raise hot peppers and normally eat at least one with each meal. Breakfast tends to be kind of iffy; however, it does lend itself to a good mouth scalding. Kinda gets the blood flowing first thing in the morning.

I didn’t check this year, but last summer for dinner alone I ate nearly one hundred cayenne peppers. As much as I like heat, I’m not into searing pain. I don’t eat habanero or ghost chilies raw with a meal. I do enjoy beginning my day with a couple tablespoons of hot pepper sauce. People entertain the idea that I maybe suppressing some hidden mental problems.

As I was saying, the hottest peppers I eat raw are jalapenos, cayenne and tabasco and believe me, they light a fire from my lips until they exit. This scenario I like to refer to as “hurts so good.” Eating hot peppers are not only good for you but they release endorphins which are the chemicals that float around in your brain making you feel good.

Capsaicin is the oil inside of each pepper that causes that wonderful burning sensation in your mouth. It is measured in Scoville units which when first devised by Wilbur Scoville in 1912 measured how many units of sugar water it took to relieve the pain of one unit of each particular hot pepper.

For instance, jalapenos register at 3000 to 5000 Scoville units. Cayenne peppers up to 30,000 S.U. Habaneros 300,000 or more S.U. and our friend the ghost pepper can register a head busting 1.4 million S.U.

The process of measuring the heat in peppers has become more accurate and up to date since first conceived in 1912, but in honor of Wilbur the name Scoville units was retained.

To cross capsaicin with the art of writing, I would hope that my novels would contain one of the more volatile levels found in the hottest of peppers. I write science fiction, fantasy, and
adventure. I try to keep my writing fast-paced and full of action.

Bell peppers contain no capsaicin and several others have minute amounts. I shy away from writing in this style, that way my readers and I have a better chance of saving the yawns until bedtime where they properly belong.

In a word, we all write differently and not everyone enjoys the magnificent carnage received from a fiery vegetable stick.

Keep writing and maybe, just maybe, you’ll decide to make the harmonious connection between your novels and that addictive little slice of heaven, the hot pepper.

Go ahead, try it; you’ll like it… I promise.

See ya in the funny papers and you can bet I’ll be waiting!

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