That was very classy, Satan. Please let me know whenever you’re in town to tell my mom to cook for you!
I’m there! drool
Warning - I have yet to eat a prepared meal that I could not handle in terms of spiciness. So in that respect, my SDMB monicker fits, no?
There was the regrettable time I, partly because of a dare, partly because of a whim, stuffed an entire habenero pepper in my mouth, chewed it ans swallowed.
It was the start of the worst 24 hours of my life…
All will be well in the world when either of these establishments serves a good mole (I can’t do the accent over the e…and I do mean the sauce and not a facial blemish). Mole not withstanding, I’ll take Taco Time, because I really only like the Mexi-fries.
An Habanero? Holy smokes! That’s like going to Hell dressed in a leather suit! Is that the reason for your handle?
Ok, I’ll ask mom to cook her special meatballs in chile chilpotle, and white rice.
Or maybe a nice chicken breast in Mole Poblano?
Satan, did you do it for money? I ate a pepper (not a habanero, but it was damn hot) for a $10 bet. I never got the money. And, boy did I pay for that the next day…