When i sold some seeds to a commercial grower i went through the pods and got the ones with the best looking stems, then i went through those ones and selected the ones with the shape most resembling Butch Taylors face. After the seeds were removed i went through them and got the ones that only weighed more than .01 of a gram, out of those i applied a blowtorch to the ones that didn't blow off the bench with wind at a force 2 joules from three feet away. The ones that got burned i discarded, the ones that survived i placed into a film canister and wrapped them up with cotton wool then packing tape and attached a GPS tracking device and attached them to a pigeon, the GPS device was set to cut the cord holding them to the pigeon at an altitude of 3427 feet and only if they were directly above the arctic.
The ones that made their own way home were sold and should yeild super uber awetisimo pods of extreme heat.
True story.
Too bad you don't live closer. I'm trying to collect manure for next years garden. This is as fresh as it gets.