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I was laughing at the posts on the thread "You know your a chilihead when... when it reminded me of one of my personal joys I experience every now and then with peppers. Have you ever gone to someones home for lunch/dinner who has been eating peppers all their life because of their culture, and they warn you before you try some of their weak pepper sauce that its very hot, and your not like one of them so be careful, while they look at their family and chuckle like they know better. You just smile, and then take double the amount they use, and without even breaking a sweat. They look at you like where the hell did this guy come from, and he must be crazy. I get a personal enjoyment when people assume that I can't take the heat "like they can", because I am not from where they are from, and then show them differently. Just love it.    
"But Sir, I thought you said you had to be from *insert place* to handle your "hot" sauce, is that it? I thought you were going to give me something real hot" <insert heavy sarcasm> lol
Or going to restaurants where you experience something similar?
 
Yeah, and double that because I'm a chick. For some reason almost no one expects chicks to be able to handle any heat. I still postulate that if we can handle childbirth, a superhot ain't nuthin. 
 
Cut to me at a Chinese restaurant. I tell the waitress who barely speaks any English that I want a dish marked as spicy and she feels a need to warn me. I said "yes, this is what I want - how hot can you make it?" She said she can make it very hot, and I said that was what I wanted. She then got someone else who knew more English to try to explain how hot it was going to be, because maybe I did not understand. I said I wanted it as hot as they could make it. Shoulders shrugged, "the look" given (like this chick is cray cray), and they left for the kitchen. Cut to the dish brought to the table and the waitress again warning me how hot it was going to be. I smiled, took a bite, then started digging in. Next thing I know, all of the wait staff and even owners are crowded around watching me eat, pointing at me and smiling and chattering stuff I couldn't make out in Chinese. All were clearly impressed. I just kept eating.
 
When I had the luck to be sent in Mexico by my co., first day in hotel's restaurant I asked the guy for something hot. He came back with a salsa verde de chile habanero on a smaller plate and told me to be careful because is very hot. I ate it all, cleaned the plate, and left.
I went each day on those 2 weeks, at noon, and ate in the co. the cooked food they had there. Always added hot sauce from what they had. Some Mexican guys talked several times the food is too hot, even if not adding too much salsa.
There I had for the first time torta azteca, yummy!
 
yeah since the age of nine when I defeated 4 other adults of lesser stature 
several decades later,still loving the heat and appreciating the flavor
 
Never had the desire to achieve the masochistic levels some are drawn to but Im a force in all Thai ranks ;)
 
I went to Princes Hot Chicken again recently in Nashville and when i ordered the extra hot chicken she looked at me like i was crazy and said really.  I assured her it was fine, and after several back and forths the order was placed.  It is hot, but i eat much hotter things at my house.
 
parker49 said:
I went to Princes Hot Chicken again recently in Nashville and when i ordered the extra hot chicken she looked at me like i was crazy and said really.  I assured her it was fine, and after several back and forths the order was placed.  It is hot, but i eat much hotter things at my house.
 
I just don't understand why these places would offer things like that on their menus if they are just going to try to warn you away from it. I'd have to ask "Hey, chicka, listen... why are these even on your menu if you think they're too dangerous for public consumption? You're gonna have to trust me on this one. Take my money and plate dat chicken!"
 
geeme said:
Yeah, and double that because I'm a chick. For some reason almost no one expects chicks to be able to handle any heat. I still postulate that if we can handle childbirth, a superhot ain't nuthin. 
 
 
Without starting an argument, I would like to suggest the opinion that, as countless youtube videos and forum complaints on other websites would suggest, that women can't exactly "handle" childbirth. 
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On topic, there's that moment when you're eating a bunch of peppers at a lunch table, and someone tries to take them from you claiming that they can handle jalapenos.
 
One of the managers in my office is from Columbia and she said she could handle heat. I made this delicious hot sauce out of reapers and scorpions and some other hots, and her reaction was priceless! She hacked and wheezed like all the rest :)
 
I am "out of the closet" and a "flaming chilehead".
 
Most know better than to tell me something is too hot or "really spicy".
 
When told similar by someone who doesn't know, in the presence of those "in the know", the snickers abound as I bring out my private stash and say "try this".
 
This is a story beginning many years ago....my nephew was 5 years old and had a serious potty mouth. His mom finally had enough and made him take a swig of tobasco sauce hoping to teach him a lesson. He damn near drained the bottle with a smile on his face. For years after that I had to hide my tabasco bottle because that kid would raid the fridge looking for it.
Cut to his latest visit this year, he has a much cleaner mouth but still has the hots for spicy food. He likes Habs as much as I do but kept saying that he could do hotter. I finally got him to admit that there was such a thing as too hot when I dared him to take a bite of a bhut jolokia. Of course now to keep him from raiding all my pods I gave him a bunch of seeds so he can start to grow on his own.
 
Edit: for clarity, he's 21 years old now
 
cruzzfish said:
Without starting an argument, I would like to suggest the opinion that, as countless youtube videos and forum complaints on other websites would suggest, that women can't exactly "handle" childbirth. 
Unfortunately there are drama queens of both sexes. I make no claim that one is worse than the other; they're all ridiculous, IMO.
 
 
Phil said:
 
I just don't understand why these places would offer things like that on their menus if they are just going to try to warn you away from it. I'd have to ask "Hey, chicka, listen... why are these even on your menu if you think they're too dangerous for public consumption? You're gonna have to trust me on this one. Take my money and plate dat chicken!"
Ha! Yeah, I've been to a place that makes you sign a waiver before they'll deliver the goods. Heat? Meh. I'll order again, though, because the flavor was so good.
 
geeme said:
Yeah, and double that because I'm a chick. For some reason almost no one expects chicks to be able to handle any heat. I still postulate that if we can handle childbirth, a superhot ain't nuthin. 
 
Cut to me at a Chinese restaurant. I tell the waitress who barely speaks any English that I want a dish marked as spicy and she feels a need to warn me. I said "yes, this is what I want - how hot can you make it?" She said she can make it very hot, and I said that was what I wanted. She then got someone else who knew more English to try to explain how hot it was going to be, because maybe I did not understand. I said I wanted it as hot as they could make it. Shoulders shrugged, "the look" given (like this chick is cray cray), and they left for the kitchen. Cut to the dish brought to the table and the waitress again warning me how hot it was going to be. I smiled, took a bite, then started digging in. Next thing I know, all of the wait staff and even owners are crowded around watching me eat, pointing at me and smiling and chattering stuff I couldn't make out in Chinese. All were clearly impressed. I just kept eating.
 
*Respect*
 
cruzzfish said:
Without starting an argument, I would like to suggest the opinion that, as countless youtube videos and forum complaints on other websites would suggest, that women can't exactly "handle" childbirth. 
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On topic, there's that moment when you're eating a bunch of peppers at a lunch table, and someone tries to take them from you claiming that they can handle jalapenos.
 
 
I disagree. My wife was a trooper in childbirth,  and did it three times without any painkillers!!!!! BUT, when she gets a paper cut the whole world knows about it.  :P
 
Shorerider said:
 
 
I disagree. My wife was a trooper in childbirth,  and did it three times without any painkillers!!!!! BUT, when she gets a paper cut the whole world knows about it.  :P
What I was trying to say that if they can handle it so well, then the ones who try to use it to sound tough wouldn't feel that it's actually bad enough to use for that purpose. If they say "oh yeah, well I gave birth, so that makes me tougher" then that means that it actually hurt enough to not be able to count it as an endurance of pain thing, but rather as a "too late now" sort of deal. Like some other really painful things, like breaking a femur. If you where truly tough about it, then you wouldn't know that it was painful enough to boast about, if you catch what I'm trying to say.
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Back to the topic for reals though, the other day someone was wondering why I was red faced eating chocolate bar. They found out quickly enough.
 
Phil said:
I have no story to tell here, I just laugh and shake my head when I see a cartoon-ish pepper next to menu items in Chinese and Mexican establishments
I remember also that many times when traveling with others, and they serve us so-called hot peppers (the annuums growing here, not big deal), most of the people start to uh, oh, this is hot, and every time I feel no hot, just like all of them got the hottest and mine is a bell pepper...
Not to be misunderstand, I am also not an extremist, this year growing my first superhots, but can handle pretty good to hot ones.
 
Just last week, I am white English. One of my college mates brought in some wild chillies that grow near his farm in Angola. My other college mate is from Nigeria. He like many Nigerians I have met think they know spice and that English people don't. Me and the Nigerian eat some chillies right before we enter class, he clearly ate with confidence after he saw me wolf them first. A few minutes into class I hear panting and I turn to look at him. He is crying and I start laughing. He then gets up and has to rush outside. The lecturer then asks what is going on and I tell the class we ate chillies and everyone laughs as he leaves. He comes back after 10 minutes and looks embarrassed when he got back. I told him I suffered too when he got back but I didn't really. My classmates seemed shocked how unaffected I appeared.
Another one, a friend of mine (who loves chillies) also white English fell in love with a girl from Borneo. Before they wed he had to meet her family in the Borneo jungle. They used to be a head hunting tribe, her grandfather was the last to hunt heads. When he arrives she tells them he likes chillies. Her family are eager to show him up so they prepare him a "special meal" (for him alone) made of naga peppers and durian fruit. He ate the whole thing and the entire family and a few neighbours sat and watched in bated silence. Afterwards they admitted they assumed it would kill him. Ha ha. He is now happily married to her.
 
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