[Lurker]

As I said above Mrs. L used to work as a chef in a fancy schmancy eatery a few years back.

One of their favorite little tricks to play on the new guys was to tell them to chop jalapenos and habaneros all the while offering them many cokes, glasses of water, and the like.

No gloves were offered. After a while Mother Nature took her course and the unsuspecting intern was off to the bathroom to relieve himself.

Shortly thereafter howls of pain met gales of laughter.

Mrs. L has a mean streak. It isn't wide but it is deep. It's one of her most endearing qualities IMO.

Thanks for the recipe. I'll give it a whirl.

In the CuisineArt.

Get it? Whirl?

Badabing. I'll be here all week folks. Try the veal...tip your waitress.

L

[perfect stranger]

I didn't fall for it so easy. But that little bit of webbing betwen my right thumb and fore-finger was pretty tender for a few days.

A few weeks ago I bought a pound of habs and let them sit around in the cooler at work for a week or so and greatly regreted it because the rest of the staff used them as practical jokes and dares for cash.

One of our idiot servers that was "got" by the kitchen staff the night before offered me 20 dollars to eat half of one and I told him, "You don't have to pay me, I bought the whole damn pound of them."