Here’s a story I heard about those peppers:
Back in the 1920’s there was a Baptist Mexican Evangelist that traveled throughout The South, preaching revivals at various Baptist churches. As was the custom of the times, he stayed at church members’ homes during the revival week. Invariably, the meal served was fried chicken. He got a little tired of the same old stuff all the time, so he carried with him an small bag of the peppers that he would nibble at during the meal, just to spice up the bland Southern fare. One day, after a service, he was at a church member’s home having dinner, and he brought out a couple of these peppers to have with his meal. The man of the house, a deacon, was curious and asked what they were. The preacher explained the situation and the deacon asked if he could try one. The preacher said yes, but before he could warn the man of the hot little pepper’s power, the deacon had popped it into his mouth and started chewing. He screamed in pain, jumped up and ran out to the well and was found furiously pumping the handle while flooding his mouth. After he had calmed the fire in his mouth he said,”Preacher, I have seen many Baptists preach hellfire and damnation in my time, but you are the first I have ever met that carried around samples!”....................
LOL!
Now thats funny
LMAO!!! at that preacher / pepper story. Best laugh I’ve had in months. Thank you.