I couldn't wait for my Jalapeno peppers to get ready this year, but they finally did.
I decided to have the first one out of the garden with a bowl of chili.
I know it's been a year since I had a homegrown pepper, but how could I have turned into such a lightweight?
That pepper was VERY hot even from the tip end and, of course, only got hotter as you reached the seeds.
I hung my head in shame, Tex could no longer eat Jalapeno peppers like it was nothing.
I went about a week with lowered self-esteem and even considered turning to drugs and alcohol, but hacked it out alone.
Another bunch of peppers was now ready and I decided to give them a try.
Wow, everything was back to normal, I could eat the whole thing, just the right amount of heat.
Then suddenly a flashback, I remembered the lady at the plant farm saying something about the pepper plants that got ready first "These are special Jalapeno plants, they are extremely hot."
"They are a cross between Jalapenos and Ghost peppers." and blah blah something about a Guatemalan insane asylum.
Now my pepper eating self-esteem is back intact, all is well.
Anyway, that's the story of Mein Kampf (my struggle) somewhere in Oklahoma.