Stress like that makes ME do even STRANGER things, at all hours of the day and night.
For instance, take a look at this picture:

Goober Peas...

Defense Exhibit A, the substance in the big boiler, is 4 pounds of nice, fresh, green Georgia peanuts.
Surrounding Exhibit A is a couple of gallons of water, seasoned with about 1-1/2 cups of kosher salt, some tabasco, red pepper, and a great deal of patience and love expended over four hours of soaking and cooking at a low temperature simmer.
The items in the middle on the paper towel are peanuts that gave their lives in the name of quality control.
I'm cooking right now as I write, and I sure hope that there are some peanuts left to eat when they are done cooking...
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