"Hey Aunt Mabel what you making?"

"I'm making some of that hot salsa your Uncle Hiram likes so much."

"You mean that fiery Nuclear Waste him and Big Bobby eat?"

"Now, come on boy it aint that hot, its true you cant leave a spoon in it cause they melt but Hiram's been eating it for years."

"You know Aunt Mabel I've always wondered how it got the name?"

"Well to be completely honest I changed the name. It is an old family recipe but it wasn't an old Hocutt recipe."

"Where did you get the Recipe?"

"Did you ever hear about Irma Dodson?"

"I don't think so Aunt Mabel, wait a minute wasn't one of Big Bobby's sons married to a Dodson?"

"That's right that poor cursed boy JT, bless his heart, was married to Darly Lynn Dodson. Her Momma was Irma Jean Dodson. Now Irma was one of the sweetest women I ever met but to be honest I don't think all her oars reached the river."

"You mean she was crazy?"

"No, she twernt crazy just easily confused. Hiram and Big Bobby used to pull jokes on that poor woman all the time. I remember one time they made her think they were mad at each other. Then they took to fighting in her front yard. A couple of hours later Hiram pulled up in his old Thunderbird and started apologizing to her. While he was talking to her, Irma noticed Bobby's leg hanging out of the trunk of his car. Well you know Big Bobby had a fake leg and I know he has but poor Irma had no ideal. She got all panicky and called the Sheriff's office. Well old Jake Wesson was still the Sheriff then and I wanna tell you he was as bad as Hiram and Bobby. The Thang is that Jake was in on the joke. He came screaming over to her house in the squad car. He jumped out in full Indian war paint and told her that the posse would track down Hiram and string him up. Well by this time poor Irma was about to come apart at the seams. She called Cindy Jean a cryin and wailing. Cindy came and got me, then we went and picked up Irma and took her out to the lake. There was Hiram, Big Bobby and Jake sitting in their boat in the middle of the lake laughing like hyenas.

"Aunt Mabel that's real interesting but what's it got to do with the Salsa?"

"Boy, if you keep interrupting you aint never gonna understand, I sware you talk more than a jaybird with a bad feather. Anyway Big Bobby and Hiram convinced Irma if she rubbed Vinegar on her hands she wouldn't need gloves when she chopped up them pepper's. Well to make a long story short about an hour later she came running into German John's yelling she needed something for her hands cause her D*** Hot Hands were about to kill her."

6 cups chopped, peeled, cored Tomatoes (Maters to you Texans)

3 cups chopped Jalapeno Peppers (Yankees might wanna pull out the seeds)

1 cup chopped Habanero Peppers

1 cup chopped Cerrano Peppers

1 cup chopped Bannana Peppers

12 cloves garlic, minced

4 tablespoons minced Cilantro

3 teaspoons Salt

4 teaspoons Oregano

1 teaspoon Cumin

2 Cups Cider Vinegar

Combine all ingredients in a large saucepot. Bring mixture to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer 10 minutes. Ladle hot salsa into hot jars. Leaving ¼ inch headspace adjust two piece caps. Process 15 minutes in a boiling water canner. Yields about 6 pints.