“Kenneth” tells me they “hitch hiked” into the country in his shirt pocket last fall. He explained how it happened on the condition that I not reveal his full identity or whereabouts, for fear that perhaps he might get busted (or robbed!)
“A Bhutanese farmer gave me one to try with my supper, I put it into my jacket pocket, and promptly forgot about it till I had to wear the jacket in a cold Californian January this year. Since I still had not tasted the pepper I decided to germinate the seeds, and ‘Hey Presto’ they grew.”
Hardy buggers, huh? “Kenneth” is quite the farmer. I imagine they are as killer on the gut as they’d be in the Kingdom; however, I am not waiting for an invitation to test them out to see if my theory is correct.