There are two culinary areas where West Indians do. Not. Play. I've talked often about the baked goods... Sugar (and sometimes lots of rum) is srs bzns.
The other thing is the hot sauce. I promised
cell23 I'd pack him some of Dads, and just to make sure I had the right stuff I touched my pinky to it, then to my tongue. Yeah, pro tip: this was a bad idea. My pinky AND my mouth are burning. I'm reminded of the time Roy Sr unwittingly poured this stuff all over a plate of food since he didn't believe us when when we said this stuff was _hot_ and we all just watched him snickering when he took two bites, turned a shade of red blackfolk should never turn, and bolted for the kitchen for about a gallon of cold water.
Could be worse... Could have rubbed an eye.
Hitting the road. Catch y'all on the flip.
ETA: four hours, two states and at least two handwashings later I unwittingly stuck the same pinky in my mouth... IT STILL BURNS OH GOD fucking capzaisin
The other thing is the hot sauce. I promised
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Could be worse... Could have rubbed an eye.
Hitting the road. Catch y'all on the flip.
ETA: four hours, two states and at least two handwashings later I unwittingly stuck the same pinky in my mouth... IT STILL BURNS OH GOD fucking capzaisin
*snicker*
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