Well, it seemed like a box. When we lived in Scottsdale, Debra and I did a lot of our grocery shopping at Price Club (since purchased by Costco). One day we needed crushed red peppers. But you can’t get a small jar of anything at those membership stores. We ended up with 12 ounces of crushed red peppers.
That was 1990 or 1991. 12 oz. of crushed red pepper goes a long way.
It’s been something of a running joke between us since then. I’d get out the peppers to spice up my pizza and joke that we’re running out. About a year ago we really were running out and from time to time we’d dump in the contents of those little crushed red pepper packets we’d get from the pizza place. I think Debra even added some of the dried peppers that she put up a few years back when we had the bumper crop.
Last night we put the last of the crushed red pepper in the chili. I guess we’re back to scavenging from the pizza packets until we make it to the grocery store. I suspect our next container won’t hold anywhere near 12 ounces.
