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2009
Habanero crop report
16th
Habanero Season at Flying Pie!
Crop
Report: August 2009
In
the first week of August we went through two cases of habanero peppers
and sold over 100 pizzas. We’ve shipped four Habanero pizzas to Delaware
to two guys who read about our firey pies and just had to try the Triple
Habanero for themselves.
The
peppers are glowingly orange this year and they are even a tad hotter than
last year. This year the peppers hail from the Yucatan which, being so
far south, can grow some seriously hot peppers.
We
hope you’ll come enjoy this season with us! We plan to continue serving
the Double and Triple Habanero pizzas through the month of August.
Love,
The
Flying Pie-ers
Atop original dough and our special red sauce, this flaming pizza has cornmeal,
mozzarella, chicken, olives, and just the right amount of habaneros. The
cornmeal soaks up the flavors from the chicken, olives, and habaneros and
carries the rich flavors throughout the pie.
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| Jason
walked into the house and grabbed a slice of pizza from the open box. Before
taking a bite, he scoffed at KC who was sitting on the couch saying "WOW!"
and fanning his mouth between bites of pie. I said to Jason, "That's the
double habanero, you know?" No comment and then a large bite. KC says,
"You're gonna know in a few seconds." Suddenly Jason says, "What the hell?"
"I
told you it's the double habanero!"
Jason
finishes the slice and sits down with a funny look on his face. A few minutes
later he says, "Why do you eat that? That is the hottest thing I have eaten
in my life!" Upon hearing this I threw my fist up in the air and said,
"YES! Howard would be proud!" To which KC laughed. Jason proceeds to bitch
me out for a few minutes. He was SO mad that I would let him eat it.
After
the bitching subsides, Jason waits a few more minutes and I see him reach
into the box for a second slice. "WHOA, this one is all you, buddy," I
say. Jason responds with, "I think I am eating it just for the whole experience
of it. I have never had anything that hot!" |
| The
pizza we ate on that fateful night was VERY hot. It seemed hotter to me
than the pizzas we had on last Wednesday. I thought that the kitchen had
given me 'special' treatment since I am an employee, but Mo said she weighed
it out correctly. My friend KC said it was noticeably hotter than last
year, as well. He said, "Last year I ate seven slices, no problem, this
year I can barely get through 2." |
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