They don’t exactly celebrate Thanksgiving down here. In fact they don’t know what it is and so they don’t celebrate at all. There are no freezers full of butterballs, or specials on pumpkin pie. Turkey friers don’t fly off the shelves either. So in the absence of a needed feast, we opted to make some salsa instead. We’ve got two new batches, named after two Kiwi’ buddies who spent the last week with us. They’re not the most PC names,the Kiwis weren’t exactly the two most PC fellas, but who needs that when we’re talking about salsa as hot as the sun. The “Kiwi Cuss Jar” is a habanero and mango concoction that we gave an “11” on the hot scale…an homage to its predecessor “Spinal Tap”… “you know because eleven is betta'”. The “Good Cunt” salsa is a combination of Thai chilies with guayaba puree and some Asian spices. It’s sweet and spicy like a smooth textured chutney. As you might, or might not know, use of the word “cunt”, which is found vulgar in most countries, is akin to using the word buddy or pal in New Zealand. As you’ll see from the photos, the salsa was hot enough to induce some interesting faces and even had people doing flips to put the fire out. Never mind the burn today, it’s the burn tomorrow you have to worry about;-) Thanks(for)giving me fire-ass!