So this is really funny in hind sight but I feel pretty terrible about it. It all started on Sunday evening when I looked into the paper bags of ripening peppers and found a top one to be molding. I was all "Holy fungus and bacteria invasion Batman!!! I need to process these bad boys A.S.A.P.!" It was about 95% bhut Jolokia with some other miscellaneous hot and sweet peppers. I rapidly grabbed what I had at hand begin making mash. Take note that this was at 3:30pm and I needed to leave at 5 for dinner plans. I began halving and deseeding as fast as possible. I got all the green ones in a sauce pan and the reds in a pot to soften them up. By now it is a hurricane of chopped carrot, onion, garlic and some leftover tomatillos. All this time I am trying to be conscious of not spreading capsaicin to other items in the kitchen but the clock is ticking by fast. I get everything cooked down and blended, jar it and look at the clock. 5:15. Oh balls I'm going to be late! So I scrub the pot and the blender to what I think is adequate wash down he counter and am on my merry way with the fine smell of peppers emanating from every pore.
Fast forward 3 days and we use the same pot to make delicious pumpkin oatmeal. You can see where I'm going with this. The oatmeal is all dished smelling like a tasty bowl of autumn and my girlfriend says "is it just me or is this kinda spicy? Like maybe too much spices?" I taste a bite of mine and get the feeling I am eating a hot ball, maybe too much cinnamon? I say. Well that would not be the case. A few more bites in I recognized that all over mouth burn. The pot had not been washed well enough after two scrubbings with Dawn dish soap and I ruined what should have been a tasty breakfast. Luckily I have built up her tolerance a bit so it wasn't a complete deathly burn for her.
I was amazed at how hot the oatmeal was being contaminated by what could have only been a little residue.
We now know why they are called ghost peppers, they just seem to haunt you!
Fast forward 3 days and we use the same pot to make delicious pumpkin oatmeal. You can see where I'm going with this. The oatmeal is all dished smelling like a tasty bowl of autumn and my girlfriend says "is it just me or is this kinda spicy? Like maybe too much spices?" I taste a bite of mine and get the feeling I am eating a hot ball, maybe too much cinnamon? I say. Well that would not be the case. A few more bites in I recognized that all over mouth burn. The pot had not been washed well enough after two scrubbings with Dawn dish soap and I ruined what should have been a tasty breakfast. Luckily I have built up her tolerance a bit so it wasn't a complete deathly burn for her.
I was amazed at how hot the oatmeal was being contaminated by what could have only been a little residue.
We now know why they are called ghost peppers, they just seem to haunt you!
.... it's a good thing the cake baker who was also using the kitchen at that time had all her own equipment.... 
