It was a fantastic idea, inspired, as many fantastic ideas were, by the liberal application of beer. He had decided to make chili as the snack for his turn to host the guys’ Friday poker bash.
He liked his food with a little heat to it….and surely his buddies would too. He put in lots of chili powder, and several shakes of Tabasco. Maybe he’d add some of this stuff his mother’d given him.
Hmm, Scotch Bonnet Pepper?? Bonnets?? Thanks Mom. Probably some delicate old schoolmarm spice. He’d add a good tablespoonful.
Dig in guys. It’s got a little kick.
Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.
I’ve finally come full circle and am now plagiarizing from myself. This is a re-imagining of my #46, Four Alarm Flash Fiction story of April 16, 2015. Sorry guys. I couldn’t help myself. When I saw all those spewing fire hoses outside the frat house, it was either that, or a “cold shower” story.