Yow.

Dear readers, warning: as we speak, I may still have butter in my nose and milk on my face...oh and pieces of potato on my eyelids...

It's been awhile since I last used my trusty crock pot, so today I decided to throw some bean chili together for tomorrow night when I get home from work. So I went to the produce stand earlier to pick up the necessary peppers. I (stupidly) bought 2 jalepeno peppers and 3 habanero peppers. I have never used habanero before, but hey, I'm open to trying new things. I KNEW they were the hottest pepper, but I didn't have any gloves. It may have served me well to wrap plastic bags around my hands and use rubber bands to keep them on or something.

Thirty minutes after I threw it all together in my crock pot, I looked like I had been attacked by bees in the kitchen...or maybe something scarier, like aliens. Splashing water, crying, making desperate texts to friends, lots of soap and jumping around. Now, imagine all of that uproar taking place on mute. Yes, while all of this was happening, my boyfriend (K) was in the living room recording music. I jumped online and looked for a solution. Apparently, something fatty like milk, butter, yogurt, or canola oil will bind with the capsicum of the pepper to take away the burn. I promptly slathered my face in milk, put butter in my nose and on my lips, and sliced a potato to put on my eyes. That's when K noticed something was going on in the kitchen. Oh to see the look on his face again...ah priceless.

So, I've learned my lesson. The peppers will always win. What kind of human do I think I am, anyways? This chili better come out good! I'll post the recipe for it if it's good, but you can only use the recipe if you promise to use gloves (or grocery bags, garbage bags, saran wrap,blue tarp, pool lining...whatever you have laying around!).

Lauren