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Stu Burns writes,”I used to be a normal guy, owner of the Snoozing Pines Trailer Park and the kinda country bumpkin who knew that there are exactly seven weenies in those little tin cans of Viennas. My idea of a hot and spicy meal was when I asked the waiter for an extra grind of black pepper on the bland gravy on my chicken-fried steak. But during one long, hot summer, my life and eating habits changed forever when I discovered the hot stuff.” Read the entire article, “My First Habanero,” here. It has been read more than 72,000 times on the SuperSite.
