They can ripen on the bush. Criminy! My father grew bushels of peppers. He and his best friend would stand in his gigantic garden and eat jalapenos off the bush, eyes watering and snot running down their faces. Absolute bliss.
Thanks for giving me a good memory. Man those were good times.
They can ripen on the bush. Criminy! My father grew bushels of peppers. He and his best friend would stand in his gigantic garden and eat jalapenos off the bush, eyes watering and snot running down their faces. Absolute bliss.
Thanks for giving me a good memory. Man those were good times.
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