Hello All, Here's a little poem that my first grade son brought home as one of his reading assignments. Please ignore the obvious assumption that only Texans eat hot food, although I will admit that my tolerance and enjoyment of hot stuff has gone way up in the nine years since I moved to Austin. Anyone else have any chile poetry to share? How about a Haiku contest :-) - Bill ------ CHILI (sic) PEPPER for Lasting Lessons by Susan Munguia They have good food in Texas, I can tell you this is true. I've had my share of chicken-fried steak and down home barbecue. So when a cowboy looked at me with a twinkle in his eye, and said "I've got a lil' somethin' here I think that you should try." I was ready to be a Texan, to be part of the Lone Star State. Then he took a chili pepper [1] and tossed it on my plate. I didn't know they taste like fire, so I popped it in my mouth. One arm went east and the other west, my legs went north and south. It was hotter than a branding iron, hotter than the Texas sun [2]. I leaped from my chair, did flips in the air. It was not what you'd call fun. The wranglers [3] started laughing as the sweat rolled down my cheeks. My mouth and tongue and lips burned for the next 500 weeks [4]! So if you try a chili pepper, please take my advice -- Have a water pitcher handy that is filled with lots of ice!! -------- [1] Insert your favorite chile pepper here :-) [2] Baloney, nothings hotter than the Texas sun. [3] or the Chile Heads [4] Insert obligatory ring of fire reference here Bon Appetit! === <>< ><> <>< ><> <>< ><> <>< ><> <>< ><> <>< ><> <>< ><> <>< Bill Woodward (Bill_CCHKK@yahoo.com) http://members.xoom.com/Bill_CCHKK _________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com