Hello friends and neighbors, Chiles have been bumped to second place in my heart (at least temporarily). Yes, that white-hot burn of new love has come over your humble narrator like a nose full of hab powder. Flushed, teary-eyed and trembling, Cupid shot a Patriot through my heart... How can I tell? Sure, there's the usual billing and cooing, the giggles etc, etc. Sure, the same interests (good Scotch, odd music and love of biking). Hell, she even has a head full of lint, er, trivia. Knew about the Italian Chapel in Lambholm, Orkney Islands of Scotland (and did that throw me for a loop, boy howdy, let me tell you). But no. It was dinner. I made a simple stir-fry and tossed in a handfull of those little dried generic oriental chilies. I guess I wasn't even paying attention, sorta just habit. Well, after serving it up I noticed that there were a bundle on her plate. "Um, I'm sorry, I just put in what I usually add to my dinner. Those little guys are pretty hot, so you might want to take it easy and pick 'em out." What happened next will be the story you bore grandchildren with. Picking one from the plate, she looked me in the eye and said, "Really?" Popping it in her mouth, she chewed it so deliberately and slowly, it made *me* wince. "It's not so bad. See, I'm not even sweating." I was. Zing. Cupid, you overgrown excuse for No Pest Strips, you did it to me. Or was it El Grande. Matters not. Well, I just hope this lasts longer than a dose of The Bread. Just wish I could lose this durn fool grin, people are looking at me funny... Chris -------------------------------------------------------- Chris Eidem Dexma, LLC Email: jceidem@dexma.com 3209 W 76th St. Phone: 612.831.4455 Suite 207 Fax: 612.831.0493 Edina, MN, 55435 It's so easy any idiot can do it and I'm here to show you how. -- Red Green --------------------------------------------------------