Whiskey, trust me I've cleaned out ashtrays and yammed bacon from the bottom of a field kitchens sink whilst washing the trays it came from and would do both of those again rather than eat that shite again
I was home, (in the UK), in July to meet my new SIL, (a fine young filly from Indonesia - and my brother didn't even have to pay for her - but that's an aside).
Being from eastern shores she's partial to those nice little Thai Peppers. I tried one... A quick chew and swallow over the two bites required to scoff it was fine... Hot? Yes, but quite bearable.
Unfortunately, somehow, the subject came up with my 9 year old niece who questioned me... Gobshite here told her it was no problem... She wanted to see it done again. I lied about there being none left, (there was one). She found it and presented it to me. This is where a few beers and a 9 year old niece do not do well where Thai Peppers are concerned.
In it went and, as I carefully discussed the finer points of hot food with my juvenile niece I forgot to stop chewing and swallow the damn thing. After about 45 seconds to a minute, with my SIL looking at me like I was fucking nuts, I suddenly realized I was sweating... A lot...
It took a full 15 minutes for the tears to leave my eyes...
There's a new Asian supermarket near us and the row upon row of spices need to be seen to be believed.
Still working my way through the fresh peppers.
There must be 15 to 20 different types to choose from. All sizes and shapes.
They say that the smaller the hotter but the ones I had last night didn't support this. Medium sized but hot as hell.
Cheap too. Burn your gob off for half the price.
Can anyone remember who made the Jalapeno pepper crisps? I have a taste for some right now. They'd go nice with this glass of Cumberland ale.