The chillies come from a grower in the Vale of Evesham who picks to our schedule rather than to a supermarket’s. They arrive on a Tuesday, are destemmed by hand on Wednesday, and go into salt the same afternoon.
We pack them in a 3% brine and weigh them under oak, then leave the crocks in the corner of the dairy at whatever temperature Somerset decides to give us. That’s the whole trick, and it means no two batches taste exactly the same. A cold spring gives a slower, sharper ferment; a hot August gives something rounder and sweeter.
When the ferment tastes right we blend it with the fruit or smoke that particular sauce calls for, bottle it by hand, and stamp the batch number and ferment date on the label. Nothing is pasteurised, so the culture is still alive in the jar. That’s the point, and it’s also why it wants keeping in the fridge.
No thickeners, no gums, no added water beyond the brine, no preservatives. If a jar separates or fizzes gently on opening, that’s a live ferment doing its job. Shake it and carry on.