Why didn’t I think of this before?
It would seem natural for me to want to do this. But it’s taken me this long – not sure why.
What’s the core of this addiction, you ask? I have no idea. I want to pile them on nachos, put them on burgers, stuff them in quesadillas and sandwiches…eat them out of the jar. AND I like them hot, I never de-seed my peppers (unless I’m making them for Mark).
I love the heat, I tell you – Hot.
Hot as all get out.
Yes, that’s a southern saying.
You could say anything and add “and all get out” to it. Here kids- let me give you an example.
“Look at that dress – it’s as cute as all get out.”
Like how I school you on Southernism’s?? If you can’t take away something from this meek little blog, then I’m doing something wrong. Now, I am definitely not a Paula Deen, but there is some deep-rooted Southern in this girl.
Ready for the jalapenos?
Let’s do this.
Ok, just so you know, the dipping sauce, as simple as it is, is just fantastic.
Um, apparently my food has become manipulative.
It’s smiling at me. I can’t help it; they had me at hello.
Isn’t that cute? Doesn’t change the fact that I will inhale it.