I'm not a big fan of ants, though there are worse pests, but when I found them marching up my kitchen wall last week, I wigged. I wiped and scrubbed with vinegar and they came back. Then I screamed at everyone who may or may not have left a dirty spoon on the counter. (I know they did! I didn't! Ahhhh! Don't put that there! Rinse it off!!!!) The ant traps were ignored. Remembering something about hot pepper repelling them, I put an African sauce heavy on the habanero on a paper towel and wiped the woodwork they favored. The ants havn't crossed that territory again, but hubby complained about my using his food as insecticide. Not to be critical about what he eats or anything. So! I bought for myself an xxxxtra hot pepper sauce. Not much besides the habaneros and some pineapple juice. I put a spoon of it in a spray bottle with a little water and wiped up the marching ants as if they were a crayon mark. The wall they might come in by got zotzed. So did the back of the sink, where they partied like drunken sailors. The aerosol made me sneeze and a drop of the sauce on a lump of cheese burned all the way through when I sampled it. Now hubby has reaffirmed his view that I'm insane, but the ants went away.