Jalapeño & Wildflower Honey
Sunday Morning
Green, bright and sweet as a hymn. Made for eggs, biscuits and folks who sing alto.
Peppers picked, fire-roasted and hand-bottled by the Castillo family since 1974 — still stirred in a pot big enough to give a beagle a bath.
Ruby & Earl, East Austin — summer '74
Back in the spring of 1974, Ruby Castillo had a habit: after church, she'd set out a little jar of her habanero-mango sauce next to the brisket. By summer, the neighbors were showing up to Sunday supper with empty jars of their own.
Her husband Earl hand-lettered a few labels, talked his way onto the counter at Pruitt's Feed & Seed on South Congress, and sold the first forty bottles for 75 cents apiece. They called it Sunday Best, because that's what Ruby always said it was.
Fifty years on, their grandkids run the kitchen on Old Lockhart Road. The labels got a little fancier. The recipe didn't change one bit.
From a gentle Sunday morning to a full-on fire-and-brimstone sermon. Every bottle is filled, capped and labeled by hand.
Jalapeño & Wildflower Honey
Green, bright and sweet as a hymn. Made for eggs, biscuits and folks who sing alto.
Smoked Chipotle & Tomato
Smoky, tangy, and polite enough for the potluck. Bring it to the brisket and it'll stay for pie.
Habanero & Mango
Ruby's very first recipe. Fruity up front, then the heat pulls up a rocking chair and stays a while.
Ghost Pepper & Hill Country Peach
A sticky-sweet pepper jelly with a sermon at the end. Spoon it over cream cheese and repent later.
All four, packed in a pine crate with Ruby's recipe card. $34 — and shipping's on us.
Folks have been writing to us since the days of the 13-cent stamp. We read every single one.
Dear Sunday Best folks — my daddy kept a bottle of Front Porch Fire in his pickup's glovebox from 1979 until the day he sold that truck. I just ordered my first case. Some things are worth keeping.
To the Castillo family — we put Church Picnic out at our wedding barbecue and three guests begged for the recipe. I told them it was a family secret. It's your family's secret, but still.
Hello from a very small kitchen in Leeds! A jar of your Hellfire & Brimstone has made me a legend at the Thursday pub quiz. Please, whatever you do, never change the label.