Howdy gang! Well, the long, hot, dry weather of the Northeast has blessed me with a small crop of tongue-torturing cayennes. I picked a few small ones last week to use for a batch of vinegar-based hot sauce but nothing would have prepared me for what that little red guy had in mind for me. I popped one into my mouth, chewed it up and proceeded to depart Long Island vertically on a round-trip flight for one to Pluto! I've never tasted a cayenne that potent! It brought me to my knees like no other pepper had before. I mean, I have respect for the habs so I wouldn't go around eating them by the handful, but this little peon cayenne? Has anyone ever heard of this? I made some kung-pao tonight and found it necessary to use only two of those lil' demons in my recipe to really scorch it up. I sauteed them in some chile oil on low heat, chopped them up and served them on the side with a little of the sweet kung-pao sauce mixed in. My wife only needed about a quarter teaspoon to send her in search of some cold milk, but I went in for about two teaspoons myself. I'm absolutely in love with that wonderful flavor a cayenne gets when it's charred in hot oil. The nice, mellow, woodsy flavor really complements the meal. BTW, anyone coming to the PA State Chili Cookoff? I'll be competing in the "salsa" category with my own "Bill's Exorcism Salsa." It's on labor day weekend, so e-mail me if you're going. Enough rambling for now, time to grab a brew and crank some Rush. Bill "Hold the flame 'till the dream ignites"