If someone had told me four years ago that Dave would turn into Mr. Gardener, I would have laughed hysterically then offered to fetch them another adult beverage. This is the man who completely ignored my gardening endeavors at our old house, and wanted to tear down the (non-functioning at the time) built-in green house at our new home. Now this same man has become so enamored of the prospect of growing his OWN hot peppers that he spent 2 hours last night painfully (apparently even after washing numerous times, he had "hand of fire" and subsequently many other extremities of fire - please don't make me elaborate) extracting seeds from the 15 varieties of peppers he few this year.
We have already used our dehydrator to prepare about 10 Tupperware containers of the aforementioned demon veggies - which means I have to look forward to another few months of "Adventures in Eating" sponsored by Sleight-of-Hand Dave. I am just a little worried about what breakfast may bring tomorrow.
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