Guajillo peppers are delightfully smoky, sweet and lack a crispness. Honestly, what I get from them is largely burger.
I like burger.
Such pepper is entirely lacking in perceived capsaicin, the flesh is thin. An in between of a dry fruit roll up and crunching autumn leaves. Lovely isn’t it?
The seeds are joyous. They do not rage at the consumer, loving are they to the crushing molars who grind and mow the stoic fruit to digestible paste.











