Peppers are notoriously hard to get to germinate and then grow. The return is often not worth effort and once, in my past life, I got a flat of them to sprout and set them in the sun, some bird clipped off every single sprout. Didn’t eat them, just bit them all off.
And yet . . . here we are. Apparently I never learn. Although I did learn a fair amount of German, I’m not sure that helps in the garden.
One has sprouted. I am not setting it (them) in the sun.
I’ll happily provide good farmers’ market peppers to you. Along with other veggies.
And bratwurst.
You did a wonderful thing for Milwaukee and the Brewers by “growing” those racing sausages. Good show!
Not these peppers you can’t. But I appreciate the offer. The Racing Sausages, well, just doing my part for humanity. You know me . . . give, give, give