Ever since our spouse plus I had been married, he talked about the pepper pot stew his Grandma used to make.
I had finally heard enough, plus I began looking for a recipe.
I found several, but a single seemed honestly straight-forward. The recipe called for hamburger, orange peppers, yellow pepper, black pepper, jalapenos, plus any other pepper you had in the fridge. I thought the recipe sounded straight-forward, however I misjudged the amount of peppers to put into the pot. I added hot paprika plus some habanero peppers I had in the refrigerator. I had forgotten to turn on the ventilation fan when I first started cooking. The first thing our spouse did was open the windows, turn on the fans, plus turn on the air conditioning, to get the house aired out. I could barely breathe, plus was near comatose in a dining room chair. He was coughing so badly that it was all he could do to get myself and others out of the house. I could hear the air conditioning running plus the ventilation fan as it pulled the odor out of the house. The pepper was coming right out of the air vents that pulled the heat plus air out, plus right into the part we had stood. He asked myself and others if I was trying to commit suicide, but all I could so is glare. I finally found our voice plus told him I was making his pepper pot stew. He asked if I would please not do it again, plus went inside to turn the ventilation fan plus the air conditioning on high.