Meatless monday: skinny jalapeno poppers
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Confession: I just mistyped the word popper like three times. I think I have been seeing too many dirty diapers and poop is just on my brain. Sorry. Mom life! Don’t worry; that is the last mention of poop in this post. Let’s talk peppers. Mike and I handle heat differently. I can handle a habanero pepper but sometimes jalapenos with the seeds still in them kick my butt. Mike cannot at all tolerate a habanero pepper but loves jalapenos. The seedier the better. I do not get it. When Mike and I were on our honeymoon in Mexico, I was eating this ceviche that had diced habanero peppers in it. I asked Mike to try some because I thought it was a good balance of heat and acidity. Mike had one bite and started crying. Literally, tears were streaming down his face. Our waitress came over and made fun of him in Spanish. It was very funny, but so not funny to Mike. The waitress said the only cure for the heat was a shot of tequila. Why she brought one for me too, I have no idea. Maybe to get over the stigma of being at a table …
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