Mar 14, 2008 11:08
I love pepper.
I know, you're thinking don't we all? But really, my love of pepper is almost in the Restraining Order magnitude. Of all the spices in my arsenal, only salt is grabbed more.
If there was an anti-pepper - it would be cockroaches. I'm not afraid of them precisely, but my loathing of them is so intense it makes me physically ill. Just now, writing this - a wave a nausea hit me and I got that pre-puke feeling. That's how much I hate cockroaches.
So here's the deal - when I was much younger and slightly more gullible than I am now - an adult in my life told me that pepper is made from dead ground up german cockroaches.
-an interesting note into my psychology, if I have no reason to distrust you, and what you are saying seems to either be reasonable or supported with physical evidence, I will believe you. -
This adult's house was at that time infected with roaches - presumably of a german variety, and they did indeed smell peppery. Very peppery. So I believed him. For more years than I care to admit.
Despite my deep loathing of cockroaches, I shrugged my young shoulders and said 'so what.'.
That folks is love.
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