Hot Peppers

For those of you who love hot stuff, there is a wonderful store called Peppers of Key West on, of course, Key West. (on, in, who knows? Both maybe).

Anyway, you walk in and they have this tasting bar. The gal said "we have a range from mild to really hot" and I asked to start in the middle and work up to hot.

She was putting half a teaspoon in a little paper cup and I was pouring it on little round Tostitos. hot sauce can be almost a spiritual experience,and  I worked my way through Beer and Chili, Melinda's, Satan's Ghost, and several more to their very finest hot-hot sauce, "Widow".

By this time, the lady had stopped giving me the paper cups and just gave me the stuff on a spoon. The top of my head was sweating, and I was having a great time.

After 10 or so different sauces, my tummy told me it was time to stop. Marsha bought me a t-shirt with a dog on it shooting fire out its butt, the Key West Chili Dog.

The next morning I was that dog as I spent 15 minutes in the restroom at Sombrero beach noting that hot sauce warms twice, especially if you eat a lot of it. I want to make a sign for our bathroom that says "I'm on island time". Why fool with prune juice when you can make your own volcanic island with an application of hot pepper sauce?