11/12/2025
Twelve pounds of peppers landed on my doorstep, and at first glance, I thought I was just getting a bin of free, naturally grown Georgia chilis. I was wrong.
These peppers were vibrant, fragrant, and full of fire — some I knew, some complete mysteries, a few with no names at all. They were beautiful, but more than that, they were a gift. A gift that challenged me to think creatively, entrepreneurially, and gratefully.
Over three days, I sorted, dried, fermented, froze, and transformed them — into chili powder, hot sauce, chili oil, and more. Along the way, they connected me to new people, helped me bless friends and partners, allowed me to spend time with my kids learning and creating, and will ultimately touch customers across at least two states.
At Pink’s, we say food is about the people. These peppers reminded me why. They’re only as good as the hands that grow them, the hearts that share them, and the tables they reach. And somewhere, a few will sprout again next spring — fire continuing, abundance multiplying. 🌶️🔥 FarmToTable