The next day, I removed the lid to the food dehydrator and put the dry chives into a little bottle. I had lined the rack with the "fruit roll up" thing, which doesn't have any air-flow (except through the center open area) holes. Below that was a single rack that had a few still-soft peach slices finishing up. When I got to that layer, I had a revelation:
The fruit-roll-up liner must do a good job of containing the heat. And the one rack below it did a good job of letting that heat make some changes.
Can you say 'ouch'? I did, when one of these drew blood on my finger.
At least I didn't have to wash it. I tossed the over-baked peaches out to the chickens, and pondered whether or not I could find an aborigine to use this like a boomerang-of-death to capture a guinea or two.