I know that for a lot of us chileheads, 2014 will be a season to forget. Probably with the help of lots of hhwhiskey. Too bad. My garden seemed to have a golden sunbeam shining on it (complete with angelic choir) from start to finish. Just enough rain, not too hot, no cold snaps, sunny, no devastating storms, no fires, earthquakes etc…
And the pods just won't stop coming. The latest plant to cause me to just stop and shake my head at its sheer quantity of pods is my two year old Carolina Reaper. I love them to death, but I already have a half gallon of dried pods (with more drying as we speak) and at least as many in the freezer. There's no way I'm going to use that many. I've given pods to friends, family, the mailman, the plumber, two pizza dudes and some guy walking down the street who said "Nice garden!". Gold diggers, all. Now it's time to give some to (one of) you fine folks.
I want to hear from all of you whose garden got flooded out, frozen, eaten by locusts, burned (not you, Dale), bombed, or just shat on by Mother Nature and refused to produce. Post a sob story detailing yourdisaster season. Humor counts. Facts, not so much. I will chose a winner on Friday evening to receive a SFRB of picture perfect, ruby red Carolina Reapers.
(But seriously, I want these pods to go to someone who legitimately had an awful season and struggled to ripen a jalapeño.) Contiguous US, only.
And the pods just won't stop coming. The latest plant to cause me to just stop and shake my head at its sheer quantity of pods is my two year old Carolina Reaper. I love them to death, but I already have a half gallon of dried pods (with more drying as we speak) and at least as many in the freezer. There's no way I'm going to use that many. I've given pods to friends, family, the mailman, the plumber, two pizza dudes and some guy walking down the street who said "Nice garden!". Gold diggers, all. Now it's time to give some to (one of) you fine folks.
I want to hear from all of you whose garden got flooded out, frozen, eaten by locusts, burned (not you, Dale), bombed, or just shat on by Mother Nature and refused to produce. Post a sob story detailing your
(But seriously, I want these pods to go to someone who legitimately had an awful season and struggled to ripen a jalapeño.) Contiguous US, only.