Folks, Well, I had a wonderful time at the Madison Fiery Food Festival. Of course, I ran into Jim Campbell and he asked if I was still on the list. Yes, I am, I've just been content to lurk. If I don't particularly have anything important to say, I can learn stuff by listening and reading. This year, the festival had a good complement of vendors. There are always some new faces. The habanero fudge was excellent, and put me in mind of two movies: Chocolat, and Like Water for Chocolate. Two varieties of stuffed olives were available: habanero and jalapeno and garlic. Both were very tasty. Jim had another batch of my favorite Red Savina and Garlic Sauce and I had to replenish my supply of the chipotle and finishing sauces. Jim's new Hazmat sauce has already gotten great reviews from a select few of my coworkers. (I think the rest are very apprehensive when I suggest a sauce or that we go eat lunch. I have been known to persuade them to eat Indian, Thai, or Vietnamese. Too bad, their loss.) While not everything was hot, a new (to me) vendor was there touting Hoboken Eddie's line of teriyaki, bbq, and mustard sauces. I have already tried the mustard sauce with chicken and cheeses and it is tasty. The Bread made its compulsory appearance and snagged at least one unknowing victim. Wine, cheese, crackers, time, and tortilla chips came to the rescue. As I indulged in my second piece, Jim lamented that fewer people seemed to get surprised and this led to fewer and fewer tales. Lastly, I can't forget Steve Thomas. You couldn't ask for a more friendly host and the wines and cheeses are delicious. Thanks especially to Steve and Jim. Speaking of tales, I'll leave you with one of a petard hoisting nature. We had an office outing to a local bbq establishment where they make their own sauces. The mild sauce is a typical "western Kentucky" variety bbq sauce. The hot sauce is certainly no where near the hab level, but respectably hotter than tabasco. The sauces are served in unmarked, but color-coded, squeeze bottles. The hot sauce comes in a red bottle that looks like every other red catsup squeeze bottle with the elongate cone on top that you've ever seen. A timid coworker asked for the mild sauce whereupon I gave him the mild sauce. The problem was that it was I who had passed him the sauce. He immediately became convinced that I was playing a joke on him and had somehow substituted the hot sauce (which he adamantly stated he definitely didn't want). OK. My affinity for hot sauce may have given him the idea that I might do something like that (but I wouldn't and hadn't). He possessed the mild sauce. For 5 minutes, I tried to convince him that I hadn't given him the hot sauce, but nothing I said could sway his opinion. He had made up his mind that I had given him the hot sauce. He reached for the other bottle, the red one, and confidently and liberally applied the hot sauce to embellish his sandwich. I must say I took delight in his consternation, and slight discomfort, upon the discovery of his error. He finished the sandwich but didn't relish it. Enjoy. Take care. ------------------------- Brandon C. Nuttall 675 Harvieland Rd Frankfort, KY 40601-9510 bnuttall@kih.net