Last weekend I headed back for Ohio to visit some old stomping grounds and meet up with friends and family. A late flight on Friday put a minor setback on everything, but all things considered, I think it was a pretty productive weekend. Which included, 3x beer pong champion, Heroes of History crooning with Kyle's weimaraners, Skyline Chili, Maxass recording (with guest stars Nick Baker and the real (Fat) Max from Athens), free mega nachos plates, Schmidt's Sausage Haus, Kolache, and finally, some pepper smuggling.
Baba's spicy banana peppers are the shit. Full of zing and punch, and a little bit oily makes them fit alongside most any Euro-inspired dish. Damn thing is, I couldn't bring the jar back this time due to the sad fact that US Airways charges for any checked bags, so instead, I brought back a full Land-O-Lakes refrigerator tub (1/3rd of a large jar's worth). But even better than the fact that I brought this back was how I carefully wrapped them.
I pepper prepped by wrapping the container in two seperate ziplock bags, then wrapped that in a thick paper bag, which I marked with a sharpie, "HOT PEPPERS". I used this orange bomb-sealing duck tape at Andrew's house to run a clean, orange seem up the side of the front. It just looked so damn funny and looked highly suspicious. After all, they were hot peppers! Placed them on top of the three rolls of Kolache I got from my parents. Anyway, to me, it looked pretty funny, filling up the better portion of my suitcase, which was otherwise full of all this recording equipment I had - no laptops, just gadgets with dials and cables and ports, and the security had a head scratcher when my bag and suitcase passed through. Someone else got called over to take a peak... and then my bags came right on through, no problems. Peppers and Firepods are ok folks!
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