Ok, so due to the gererosity of Datil Patch i received my first Bhut(along with zimbobwe birdseye). So last night we host a bhut tasting. Picture this, three couples sitting at the kitchen table i have the peppers, a cutting board a half gallon of milk(skim, not whole), sugar bowl, bread and 4 containers of low fat peach yogurt. This is at the ready in case we need relief. i know whole milk with the fat is better but the entire apt house is on a diet. i cut one pepper in half remove the seeds(place on paper plate) . i now cut the pepper into eighths . My old lady is doing her Peg Bundy routine smoking a cigarette telling me if i need an ambulance i have to call it myself. she doesnt want to hear any crying or moaning. Im first i lick the knife. hey not too bad hot but certainly im able to handle it. So the 3 men of the group and one gal take this dime size piece and we chew. One guy 71 years old runs to the sink spits it out, the remaining 3 we chew and swallow. Everything after that is a blur. i see in slow motion the yogurt being consumed. the milk is flowing, etc. the old lady is yapping some profanities about my dying on her and leaving her broke without my pension. not only is my mouth, lips throat burning, i discover i have some issues with my cuticles on my fingers burning. after about 20 minutes the sweat has stopped. the frozen margheritas are flowing , we take the remaining half of bhut and chop it up into a large amount of salsa. let me tell you, this was the most fun this bunch of seniors have had in years. we laughed like hell, ate chips, drank some adult beverages , told stories, and since i have 2 more left we trying to figure out or next course of action. Man, i want to thank Datil Patch again, this site is the best.