A few years after the Mustard beginnings, when I was in High School, my dad began bringing home Jalapeno peppers.  We sliced them up, and ate them on Waverly Wafers with sharp cheddar cheese. 

I think it was something about where we lived, but the Jalapeno’s we got from our grocery store were much hotter than the average Jalapeno.  We got to where we could tell which peppers would be hottest by looking at them, and thus and so, we began to build our tolerance levels to the pins and needles affect these peppers did to our tongues.