I got hooked as a result of my uncle Douglas and his adventurous cooking - he was a tour manager for the Scottish Ballet and went all around the world with them (picking up recipes along the way). He came to visit us here in the States about five years after we moved to Kentucky, when I was in my late teens, and one night cooked a batch of chile con carne that nobody but two people in the house could eat- me and him. I think we finished the whole pot off in two days. That was when I knew I was onto something - I'd found out that I not only could tolerate the heat, but that I liked it. I went from strength to strength after that - I grew up with Indian food in Scotland but discovered Thai food here and learned how to ask for "Thai hot" to get what I wanted. Then in the early 1990s habaneros became a mainstream (or nearly) product and I was done for. I joined the Chile-Heads list for the first time in 1997 when I lived in Madison, Wisconsin and had regular access to fresh chiles through the Dane County Farmer's Market; lost track of it when I moved back here in the early 2000s, and got back on last year. (And Doug was already calling himself old back then....)