Re: [CH] Another useless survey
Dave Sacerdote (davesas@tiac.net)
Wed, 23 Sep 1998 15:50:08 -0400
>This reminds me of the first time I took my friend for sushi - I wasn't
>paying attention and didn't notice it when she gobbed on the wasabi. Who
>thinks there is quacamole at a sushi bar other than her? She recovered and
>learned to love the stuff in moderation.
Nothing I've ever eaten has ever "shut me down" like that hot mustard.
Learning to love El Grande has been quite an experience - or string of
experiences - for me. Dave Drum has already read most of the funnier
"burned the hell out of me" stories on the Cooking Echo. Most of the
time, of course, it's my own damn fault, and it happens because I've
gotten less cautious about which peppers I chomp on as my "heat ceiling"
has gone up.
Here's an example: My daughter and I were making dill pickled green
beans. I usually put a little crushed red pepper in the bottom of the
jars to add a small amount of zing to the beans, but I was all out of it.
I *did* have, though, a small bag of dried birdseye peppers I had bought
at an Asian market a couple of years ago.
I tested it out by popping one in my mouth and rolling it around, letting
it steep a little on my tongue. Not much heat.
"Hmmm," I said to my daughter, "These are getting a little weak cuz we've
had 'em so long. You better put two in each jar." And then I bit down
on the pepper and started to chew.
Well, that was a big mistake, as you can imagine. I was cryin'. Slammed
a hunk of bread, took a swig of half-and-half, and even went and rinsed my
mouth out with the veggie sprayer in the sink. <g>
My daughter just said, "I guess we'll just use one pepper per jar after all."
:-)
===
Dave Sacerdote
davesas@tiac.net
"I am so mighty, I do not have to kill you all." -- Flaming Carrot
Resist or Serve.