WalkGood said:
Hat’s off to brother Jamie (romy6)
\o_
Annie I know you’ve been craving and now you got ya fix, we're looking forward to the first woman review
Yeah, yeah, mi hermano . . . have to wait until the gonzo humdinger camcorder comes back from Frankfurt, Germany but . . .
PaulG said:
"no women are really reviewing peppers on youtube. None that I know of."
+1 Ramon
You need to be the first, Annie!
Yeah, yeah, mi
OTRO hermano . . . have to wait until the gonzo humdinger camcorder comes back from Frankfurt, Germany but . . .
Devv said:
I'm jumping on that train!
Come on Super Annie!!!
Yeah, yeah, mi OTRO
OTRO, hermano . . . have to wait until the gonzo humdinger camcorder comes back from Frankfurt, Germany but . . . SIL and bro called from plane; she'll do it.
They're just jaunting over there to see daughter, son-in-law, grandkids for week, coming back. NO WAY is my brother getting near me in the kind of uh, pain I was in today. Not with audio--his.
My review of
Madballz per Jamie/Romy6.
Yes, I skipped to what I thought would be the hottest one, since not had fresh, super this year. Just powders, sauces, some frozen pods, thawed in foods, marinades, etc. One must remember that I'm a recovering addict and with over 20 years in recovery for me now, we do
nothing in half-measures. Use full-tilt; recover full-tilt. "Moderation" is a word that I read somewhere, on some page of something. So . . . Aristotelian, yuck.
I just don't know where to begin to talk about my stupidity. Dentist told me not long ago, when I begged him to cut this wisdom tooth out, rather than send me to oral surgeon to tune of a few grand, "You have a really high pain tolerance." Ya know they say that stuff and ya can't reply? But I finally did. "Just DT's, Doc."
Here is pic review--I know; don't ya hate it?--of Madballz via Jamie. I promise I'll do some, now that I survived this, to youtube, because no reason at all women can't review hot peppers. Madballz is a cross between Chocolate Bhut and 7 Pod Red or Yellow 7 (or something). With this deep red color, am thinking 7 Pod Red. And with the taste. Covered shortly.
Pretty plate--actually it's kinda Pier 1 tacky--but cool old Rapala fillet knife that my grandfather gave my father, who gifted it to me. (I do have electric fillet knifes but . . . never mind.)
While this may be shitty photography, that really is oil in the pepper. Quite a bit of it, actually. And because I wanted to keep the seeds in event I liked it and I hate seeds caught in teeth:
And that's still oil and all the placenta.
Seeds collected on paper plate to dry.
A bite from middle of half.
That bite in mouth chewing. And after that the next bite and after that, the rest of the damn thing, first thing came to mind was David Allen Coe's, "It was all that I could do to keep from cryin.'"
No more pics because I couldn't see.
But from taking it from top before the "discomfort"
and endorphin event
and outcome
:
Feel/Texture: feels solid in hand but skin's not too crunchy in mouth, kind of thin-walled, be good for drying. Of course, I ate it in two different halves, without seeds.
Smell: smells piney-peachapplesque, fruity. But not nearly as fruity as Yellow 7 or any Yellow, so lean toward the 7P Red cross.
Taste: slightly sweet, but more of a deep . . . imagine or recall walking into middle of really good composted garden after summer storm and sun comes back out, evaporating that smell of rich, wet humic primordial ooze. Tastes kinda like a sweetish (or Swedish) nightcrawler--not that I've eaten a nightcrawler, much less one from Sweden--but if ever dipped a crawler into a cool mountain spring to get dirt off of it before casting, and just smelled it--color me weird, but a clean crawler has a distinct smell of well, earth. This pepper's smokey as well. Begs to be smoked just a short while, with some nice pecan or maybe apple, to bring out the 7 Pod in it.
Heat: This pepper is not shy. Not a bit. No delay, no creeping. Not this one at least. Of course I took bite of middle of placenta first. Season's young, may change my mind, but nothing sneaky about this child: it's honest. What I
like LOVE about this pepper is that it takes more after the Choc Bhut in the heat-location department and doesn't go after the back of the throat the way that most 7's and Fatalii's do. OH, it
gets there but is seriously diminished by time it does. First and foremost, it's a mouth burn, every single corpuscle, including lips, and anybody who thinks they know all about they tongue? Everythang? Really? Yellow Bhuts do this too but not quite like the Chocolate bhut gene in MDBZ. Oh no. This thing put a
spanking on, under, over, sides, back of, front of my . . . no tongue left unturned. Jesus.
The Effect/The Affect: In the middle of ears ringing, tearing, hiccups, nose dripping, tried blowing it but futile, just deep breathed and let it and drool drip on towel after a while--did anybody say reviews were supposed to be pretty?--especially first review of real super in 2013? Screw PC: "and a river runs through it." Sweat? I'd say, just begin this one half-naked because I got hot, sweating, cold, sweating, hot sweating, yanking off clothes, down to sports bra and running shorts; after the fire-eating effect in mouth, tongue got a little numb, more drool, but could swallow without fear, as it wasn't going to throat that much; then, while just breathing into it, above left eyebrow, forehead started to twitch a little; then the twitch moved down to left side of neck.
Seriously praying as in, "I'll even become a Pentecostal . . . " for no cramp in neck, when it hit my empty stomach. I didn't plan this or I'd have eaten larger breakfast than cup of coffee and half a bagel; do people think recovering addicts learn to plan? Please. (How could I hang on to doing insane stuff like this if I planned?
)
Kind of felt like an EMG probe there in neck but didn't cramp. Stomach? Still praying not to upchuck; then that EMG probe-twitch moved to left sciatica, then to left calf, and then to left Achilles. Then, back up again, then back down again . . .
very cool! So, by the time, 10 minutes into it after eating the other half, and thinking, "Wow, how cool!" I was obviously high, could blow my nose, could see, in a manner of speaking, but those neural axons were really "easy." Been having tightening issues, regardless of stretches, with that left Achilles during my runs for past couple weeks and it was suddenly loose. Felt wonderful!
Primary Outcome(s): Opportunity knocked, so, with only mild stomach burn, decided to go for run around noon. Happily ran up hills that usually irk me. Drivers who nearly always come close to hitting me, I grinned and waved. My least favorite cop in town, blew him a kiss: I was slammed. Of course after doing that--I really cannot stand that dude, normally--started singing "Love Potion # 9," aloud and loudly, while finishing a 5k. So nice that when one is in good mood, or completely stoned, others pick up the vibe. Peace, love, let's all join hands and sing "Love Is A Drug." Shower felt soooooooooo good. And uh, well that other thang
happened--going into an hour and still a little buzzed and terribly . . . made a b-call; other half came home early to his fav, homemade, homegown eggplant parm. I just heard him crawl off sofa to finally heat and eat some of . . . it.
Secondary Outcome(s): Other than feeling ultra-happy, energized, some neuropathic-related pain relieved, and well, other is obvious, uhhuh, lol, jaws clenching still. Now, that could be NOS or "non-specified other" vis a vis Madballz. (Easily!) But could have been my "eee" breathing which I know better than to do, rather than "o" breathing that I know to do, but am so reluctant to do with supers that go for back of throat. (Guess one could drive truck through that statement
.) I'd never eaten this pepper so had no clue if it was going to ramp up and go to throat the way it did to mouth.
Glad I saved seeds for the Madballz; thank you, Jamie! Really looking forward to Yellow Primo and Barrackpore. Hopefully on youtube when SIL gets back in States.
Thanks for putting up with me!
Thanks!
