Happy tuesday again, folks! Would you believe that I’ve got another set of review samples, this week?
Today’s pair come to us from Brighton Hot Stuff, who, as I’m sure you know by now, are a very collaborative bunch. Be it working with me, to show off their products, with the Lazy Scientist, for a fermented halloween special, or with the Chilli Children Project, to support a thematically appropriate charity with their Bird’s Eye sauce, these guys are always up to something. And, this time around, it’s a partnership with the famous Jaz Coleman, of Killing Joke, so that he can have his own hot sauce, to go with his recent pie line:
Yet I said samples, plural, so you know it’s not just his sauce on display today. No, I’m also featuring BHS’ other new addition to their line-up – Their Kimchi hot sauce:
Two products that, at first glance, have little in common beyond their producer. But both feature a key ingredient that’s completely changed otherwise awful vegan cooking, for me. So, in my mind, at least, they definitely belong side by side.
Happy tuesday, folks. Today’s review has been a long time coming.
This particular jar was found at a food festival by my buddy, 📽️ Lord Grim 📽️, but I’ve known about the Chilli Jam Man for longer than I’ve had this blog.
Because, while I don’t know what festival my jar of bhut jam came from, it really doesn’t matter. The Chilli Jam Man is one of the biggest names in artisan fiery food, possibly even the biggest, and you can find him and his “jambassadors” at just about every food-themed event this side of london. His coverage is a wonder to behold.
But it’s not just the one jar that I have from him, today. No, I picked up a couple, myself, to round out the range and better showcase his brand:
As one bottle reaches its end, another two come to light. For today, dear readers, we’re taking another look at Daddy Cool’s. At his Ghost Pepper Extreme and Jeepers Reapers Revenge.
Two of his hottest sauces, both in rather more current packaging than my past reviews, yet absolutely nothing to do with 📽️ the other Jeepers Reapers 📽️ that I tried. And still equally unrelated to Star wars.
But, while these sauces may be made for heat, they have a lot more going on than just that.
The Ghost Pepper Extreme is made with butternut squash, coconut water and an assortment of smoked ingredients to enhance the bhut’s flavour, while Jeepers Reapers Revenge contains scotch bonnet, roasted tomato and papaya to compliment its reaper chilli. I can’t say that I fully understand what that means for either but, having had Steve Cooley’s products before, I’m expecting the best.
Especially as this is only the second reaper sauce that I’ve seen boast a great taste award.
Good general holiday season, everyone. I hope you’ve been enjoying it and that the coming turn of the year treats you well.
I’ll be making a vaguely themed review post then (and it’s going to be a goodie!) but, in the mean time, here’s a simple recipe to tide you over.
Not one for christmas food, per se, since I gave you that last month but one for some nice, warming, earthy gingerbread – A seasonal special all the same.
Another tuesday, time for another spicy review. And this one, like the recent 🔥 Godslayer 🔥, is something that I can’t show you until after the Continue Reading button. It’s just as sweary.
But, unlike that one, it’s not a crazily hot extract sauce. It’s an usual cocktail ingredient or two that I got as a birthday gift and would rather like to talk about.
Hello again everyone, I hope you had a great easter.
This week, I’m celebrating with some seriously hot chocolate so, if you didn’t get all the cocoa-based delight you wanted or, if you’re somehow still not sick of the stuff, read on for my thoughts on the Psycho Chocolate, from Doctor Burnorium’s Hot Sauce Emporium.
It just might be what you need to round off the festivities.
Hey folks, happy pancake day!
Unfortunately, I haven’t managed to write a special blog post for my favourite food-based holiday this year.
I wanted to but, when I found out when the event was, I was too ill. In fact, I still am, to an extent.
Not ill enough to impair my brain function, anymore. I can write again but there is one thing that the remnants of my cold still have over me – I can’t trust my sense of taste right now. Or my sense of heat, for that matter.
So, instead of me writing something topical and special, here’s a post I pre-prepared about one or two of my weirder finds. A couple of the more out there products that I promised I’d be showcasing this year.
Today, I have a pair of peanut butters for you: