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.