Tonight I was cooking up some jalapeno cheddar bacon burgers on my George Forman grill when I decided to throw a couple of the chiles I got this weekend at the famer’s market. I figure they were the kind they dice into my green chile concotions I buy at the local grocery store. While I was savoring my dinner later, my lips began to burn. They were on fire, and I began sucking ice. I told Donna I only added a couple chiles from this weekend, and her eyes got big.

"You put hatch chiles on your burger?!"
"No, I didn’t. I ate them with a fork. Plain. Next to my burger. Why?" I answered in tears.

She just laughed.