The first 2 at world market, last 2 at bass pro shop. That Unholy Trinity is goooood. Spontaneous Combustion is hot as hell but gross.
For a Habanero hot sauce this is some of the best I have found. A lot of the sauces just go for heat with no taste, Melindas has both.
Also check out http://www.sometimesitshotter.com in St George Island. Everything is homemade in house. The dry Habanero shake is awesome on pizza. If you order try a jar of the peach Salsa, you will thank me later.
Add a Trinidad Moruga Scorpion pepper to it will add a heat factor you wouldn't normally have too.
Payback for the "time alone with your steak" comment.
While were on the food topic. Who all eats their steak well done?
Hahahaha! That was a while ago. You've been holding on to that this whole time?
Overcooking a steak is a crime that should be punishable by jail time. Order a hamburger next time instead, it's cheaper.
People who get overcooked steaks are the same ones that put steak sauce on it. Mostly because all the flavor is cooked out of it and it chews like shoe leather.
This is from supported bicycle touring rides in Georgia - pimento cheese spread on a piece of bread, put a dill pickle spear in the center, fold it up and eat it - the "pimento-pickel-dog."
Bit of historical context: At one time, Georgia grew more pimentos than anywhere else in the USA. Despite the nickname, Peach State, pimentos were once Georgia's biggest crop. Locals created pimento cheese spread using the plethora of available pimentos. Across the Southern Piedmont, various locales claim to be pimento cheese's place of origin. Some Yankees argue that it was created "up north," when pimentos were imported from Spain and expensive, and that it spread D) to the south only when Southern farmers began to grow pimentos.
The only thing I know for certain is that pimento cheese is sought after on supported bicycle touring rides in Georgia. Rumors of its availability at certain rest stops will change riders' route plans. Years ago, while on one of these supported touring rides, I came upon a rest stop which still had homemade pimento cheese (a local Church group was providing the provisions). I requested pimento cheese on one piece of bread instead of the usual sandwich. I placed a dill pickle spear in the center, folded it up and ate it. Others followed my example. These days, if I'm lucky enough to find pimento cheese available at a rest stop, folks I've never met will ask if I'd like a pimento cheese sandwich or a "pimento-pickle-dog." Go figure...
True story. My mom worked full time at tva..it was summer..i was about 6 and my sister 9 years old. Baby sitter had a huge pool. Lunchtime came early, bout 11 am. She made me a pimento cheese sandwich. I refused to eat that God forsaken garbage. Baby sitter, about 40 years old, says no swimming for me...and i will sit there at the table until i eat it. At 630 or 7 pm when mom came to pick us up...the sammich and i are both still seated at the table. In our entirety. Babysitter fired, me grounded, mom pissed.
Havent eaten that garbage since. Didnt eat it then. That was 34 years ago give or take. Yuck.
That's quite the dedication on yours and the babysitter's part. Why do I get the feeling there is a lot more history between you and this babysitter though?