Is there no heat in America...?
May. 5th, 2012 09:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceHonestly, the second habanero really ought to be a mistake. Always. Surely? And I was only making a little one-person salsa, with as many chillies as tomatilloes, to loan a little vigour to a chilli that I was trying to keep within Karen's range, for obvious reasons.
Sadly, I failed there too, it was just too hot for her; while for me, even the double-habanero salsa was hardly hot at all. Maybe I have irrevocably burned out my Scoville sensors? Obviously I'd rather think that the alleged habaneros have been denatured if not positively milquetoasted to suit a general market and pamper the egos of idiots (I bought them in the local store).
But anyway, yeah. Something of a calamity all round, dinner. So now I have a freezerful of something K can't eat. Hey-ho. I daresay it'll find a home, though. I'm thinking lunches...
In other news, I did more gardening. I love my garden, and can happily waste my time withal. Waste all my time, if I'm not careful; I'm hardly writing a thing. Too many things to write, and no focus, and constant distractions. I need to do something about this, but oy. It is hard.
Sadly, I failed there too, it was just too hot for her; while for me, even the double-habanero salsa was hardly hot at all. Maybe I have irrevocably burned out my Scoville sensors? Obviously I'd rather think that the alleged habaneros have been denatured if not positively milquetoasted to suit a general market and pamper the egos of idiots (I bought them in the local store).
But anyway, yeah. Something of a calamity all round, dinner. So now I have a freezerful of something K can't eat. Hey-ho. I daresay it'll find a home, though. I'm thinking lunches...
In other news, I did more gardening. I love my garden, and can happily waste my time withal. Waste all my time, if I'm not careful; I'm hardly writing a thing. Too many things to write, and no focus, and constant distractions. I need to do something about this, but oy. It is hard.