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Who can eat a pepper?

Here it is the second week of February and there are still blooms and pods of pepper on the plants at the entrance in front of the house. That area faces southeast and there is a ground cover also that has managed to live there since August 1991 in the same spot.

There have been times when folks make comments about the pods and I tell them they are my sweet peppers which have some heat to them.

Yesterday was one of those days. As I came into the house the Mrs. said something about me finding another victim to sample my peppers as numerous people have had a taste of the fiery morsels.

After coming back to the house from the grocery store and as I drove onto the driveway, I was talking to my sister in South Carolina on the cell phone utilizing a wired ear bud in my right ear so listen and drive with both hands. After opening the truck door the little girl two doors down hollered something at me so I waved. Here she comes with her mother and two other kids. Her mother walked up and started talking to me so I told my sister I’d have to call her back ’cause I cain’t listen to two women at the same time.

Anyway the neighbor lady said next time we go to Georgia that her husband wants us to bring back some of their… she couldn’t think of what it was so I asked, peaches?

She said no and I mentioned vidalia’s and that’s what he wanted us to bring back. I told her she could get them at Sam’s or Kroger when they are in season which is about the time the Texas 1015 onions come out.

Then she said they’d like some more of the pepper stuff too.

Pointing to the entrance way to the house I told her that I have peppers over there growing and started walking towards them. I reached over and picked a nice size bouquet pepper and showed it to her. She took the pepper and looked at it as I stated to her that these were good in the chowchow and were a mite warm.

Much to my amazement, she put the whole thang in her mouth, biting it off at the stem. Lordy, I thought, she’s tough. Then I picked a long green cayenne and I said now these are hot too. She looked at me with misty eyes and said while holding the pepper stem, “These are hot.” Needless to say it was all I could do to keep from grinning like a mule eating briars.

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