As the good Dr. Hunter S. Thompson might describe him, my dad was one of god's experimental prototypes that were never considered for mass production. If you knew him, you'd know that he was hardly the definition of a social butterfly; many might even say he was...
In 1998 a friend and I flew down to Nassau, Bahamas to gamble and relax and watch the Broncos beat the Packers in Super Bowl XXXII. There were many incredible stories that I earned in my experiences that week but this one in particular concerns a lovely little edible firecracker called a goat pepper.