I'm probably not a reliable authority on the relative spiciness of food,
especially at low levels.
I can't tell the difference between a Vienna Beef and a Fire Dog except for
the size.
The last time I went to Lotus of Siam I asked for my food to be made "so
spicy that I cry while eating it." The waiters had to confer to determine
whether to take me seriously. When they served my dish, they asked if it
was hot enough. I told them "I should have asked you to make my ears
bleed."
I put freshly chopped jalapenos in my tuna salad.
I drink Tabasco straight out of the bottle. Not as a condiment. As a
snack.
One time recently I slathered my pulled pork sandwich in so much Possible
Side Effects hot sauce (283,000 Scoville units) that I hallucinated that all
the cars in the parking lot were dragons and then started having minor
convulsions.
But that's about what it takes to get a buzz out of me these days. If
anyone has any recommendations about places in Vegas with truly
fire-breathing food, I'd love to hear them.
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On 8/22/06, jackessiebabe <jackessiebabe@yahoo.com> wrote:
Jay, I will defer to you on the current state of "hotness" of the
peppers offered with Chicago Dawgs. Back in my youth, when my tum
was lined with lead, I did occasionally order the dawg with
peppers. Back then, they were HOT! If they are now mild and wimpy,
I stand corrected.
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