Ran it through the food mill to get out the seeds, and added a couple more cups of vinegar for the flavor and for the canning process, so now I think it looks like baby food instead of baby puke. Still, perhaps not the best marketing, but any baby you gave this stuff to would grow up with an iron stomach!
In keeping in tradition with my beer, I'm calling it Bugeye hot sauce. It may not be as pretty red as some of the mainstream ones, but it sure is hot!
Because of the frost, the pepper plants were all starting to wilt, so here's a 2-gallon bucket with the Jalapenos and remaining Big Jims. Hey, wait--how did that dog get in the picture?
It's a Schnauzer photobomb!