Hmmm... That reminds me. I was once in Uganda, and I was visiting a village in Northern Uganda somewhere (I can't remember). And, everyone was getting introduced to one another when I saw a chile plant growing out of the crux between two limbs. The chile was some type of ornamental. I asked if they minded if I sampled one. The locals said sure no problem, while exchanging smug smiles. They were so sure something amusing was about to ensue. So, I popped one. MAN WAS IT HOT ! But, being the chile-head member (#16) that I am (some people claim that I have been a "member" since birth) I smiled, and asked if I could harvest a few for cooking. I was the cook for the group. They looked at me with great astonishment, respect (perhaps a little fear) and tried to offer me their daughters as well. OK, well maybe not the daughters. We had Cassava Samosas that night. Oh, that's another thing. IF I NEVER SEE ANOTHER CASSAVA IT WILL BE TO SOON. Hurley(tm) Hurley(tm) is toxic, odorless, and chewy. Do not taunt Hurley(tm) No batteries required. Steve M Duddy wrote: > > Down here, around these parts anything slightly chile-fied is peri-peri. > You get chicken peri-peri, Peri-peri sauce and I would even imagine > peri-peri edible underwear. Hold onto your hats! (Hurley((*tm)) I was just > pulling your leg the other day) There are also loads of things labeled > "Piri-piri". So African, so inconsistent. Don't argue, these days people > get killed for less. Anybody want to call anything... anything they want... > don't argue. Just don't argue. Wild eyed stare... Suppose I should really > stop taking those dopamine pills. > The moles are back, bigger than ever. I think they're upset. I think > they're starting to get organised. I think.... arghhh.... ...............