Smoke, that reminds me of one of my dad's many incidents.
We were down in San Antonio for a family reunion and Thanksgiving feast many years ago. During the pre-feast social hours, we were snacking on all of the goodies in bowls on the tables. There were peanuts, chips and dips, candies, and lots of other snackables. There was also a bowl of what appeared to be roasted nuts. So my dad grabs a handful, stuffs them in his mouth and happily chews away. Well, they weren't nuts. They were chile piquins (don't know the proper spelling), which are small but very hot chiles.
My dad likes hot, spicy foods. He eats fresh raw jalapenos with no problems. But those chile piquins just about set him on fire. Lots of sweating and panting. His faced turned bright red and his breathing and pulse went up like he just ran a marathon. Of course, his family didn't help much. We offered him hot coffee and shots of whiskey to cool his mouth. He declined without much politeness.
BTW, Larry, how does one get started in canning? Just find the info on the web? Any good recommendations?