November 30, 2020 - Pam and I got into a discussion about hot peppers yesterday. I was telling her how my Dad could “chew up and swallow” the hottest peppers without batting an eye. “Since he grew up around Louisiana Cajuns, he ate the hot ones just like they did” I said. But Pam would not be outdone. “My daddy (Oley Ledoux) could best your daddy any day,” she said, “because he didn’t just grow up around Cajuns. He was a Cajun.”
Pam’s parents grew peppers every year and she developed a taste for the sweet banana peppers when she was only three years old. Her mother kept some on their kitchen table and Pam often stopped and ate one. But one day her dad accidently mixed a hot Banana pepper with the mild ones. When Pam bit down on it, she immediately stuck it in the refrigerator figuring it would cool off by the next day. But only a taste the next morning proved she was wrong.
So, Pam learned the hard way something her dad had never thought to tell her: “A cold hot banana pepper…is still a hot pepper.”
