While I didn’t go as far as using vintage kitchen utensils to handle them, I have a healthy respect for habanero peppers and don plastic gloves when handling. I felt a photo with a pair of orange-stained plastic gloves draped gracefully over my pepper jelly wouldn’t make quite the same statement, artistically speaking that is.
Years ago I learned my lesson, having scraped the seeds and membranes out of a pound of jalapenos with my fingernails. All well and good until I ended up spending the entire night flung across the sofa cushions with my right hand dangling into a bucket of ice water. Ever wonder how many nerve endings are under your fingernails or in your fingertips? I’m not sure how many exactly, but I believe I had over a bazillion little bonfires in my fingers that night. Never, never, NEVER again.
That red beauty up there has only about 1/20th the amount of habaneros that it has red bell peppers, and baby, it has ZING!