Okay, on Thursday of last week I started getting sick, so I vowed to beat the cold by consuming as many peppers that I could.

Well, I succeed. I kicked that cold’s ass. I made a small serving of pasta that had 2 habaneros, 2 serranos and 2 jalapeno peppers mixed in. I couldn’t taste it, but I know it was hot because I started sweating one bite into it. The wife wouldn’t even try it.

But let me tell you, I beat the cold and didn’t get sick all weekend. I managed to eat so many peppers that any viruses in my body were:
A. Burnt Out
B. Scared Out
C. Flushed Out

Until today.
I disregarded the weather report this morning and left the apartment without an umbrella. I hate umbrellas, especially here in NYC, since most people don’t seem to have a clue about how to handle their umbrellas and usually cause me to have to dodge my way around them or get hit. And don’t get me started on the people that have umbrellas big enough to shelter a small family. What the hell is the point of those?

Okay, so no umbrella. Usually no big deal. Well today it was raining. Raining like Oregon rain. So I got soaked walking the two blocks to the subway station. Good thing I’ve got a Timbuk2 bag that’s completely water proof.

So here I am, getting sick again and it’s a Monday. UGH…

but yesterday I did cook some mean ribs, so look for posts on those pretty soon

Chile Pepper Magazine has a great archive article on the Healing Power of Peppers.