So tonight began like any other. I made dinner. Tonight was a nice tilapia filet (made about 5 little ones) with fresh herbs from my patio garden and i luckily had some fresh scotch bonnets which i diced and cooked with the filets. It was awesome. Hot, but not unbearable.
Than my buddy dropped by for some talk and a little beer. I decided to harvest my first homegrown bhut jolokia. Being the pussy i am, i just cut Greg and i off a 2" long x 1/8" wide sliver each. I took one look at the flesh and knew there was going to be a problem. The entire inside of the pod was PLASTERED with oozy, sticky capsaicin pools. Than the smell hit us. A wondeful smell, but good god is it potent. You can still smell it in the kitchen even though i put what was left away. Greg took a piece no bigger than a square on a piece of graph paper while i downed the whole slice i cut for myself. The flavor, as everyone says, is unique and very pleasant though it only lasts a moment before the alarms go off. First feeling i got was the throat burn. I bagan coughing a little more as time passed. Than i realize my vision blurred. Next my ears began dripping sweat. My eyes were tearing. My nose was leaking. I began to sneeze and even dry heaved a couple times. My nose was leaking fluid while my face was pouring with sweat. I wiped sweat off my neck, but i didnt wash my hands. Now my neck is burning. My eyelid was burning. I nearly vomited all the water, soy milk, frozen yogurt, and beer i used to try and calm things (only cold water and the yogurt helped btw). I realized vomiting up hot peppers wasn't a smart option so i kept it down and blindly txted a few people with my rubber gloved hands (i cut the pepper with my bare hands) and i sat on the potty getting rid of today's lunch. I wasn't about to touch my johnson with bhut jolokia on my hands (which later on i did after cleaning up some like a dummy).
All i can say is this. I'm glad i experienced it. I took a lengthwise slice of the pods i slaved over this being my first pepper summer. That said, i will not be eating any more bhut/naga varities by themselves again. Call me a pussy, that's fine. I love fire, but it stops being fun with fire turns into pain. Luckily these buggers have good flavor or i'd be pissed right now. And how gorgeous are them inside and out? Way prettier than a bhut IMO because of how unique they are. I pulled out about a dozen wrinkly seeds. i hope they're good seeds.
I think i will dry the remaining 8 pods and save the seeds for my own seed bank. I'm going to teach my girl's friend's husband how to grow in the spring. I'm saving a pod for him. We'll see if he's able to tolerate these bad boys. He's Mexican, so it's possible. Nice guy too, so i hope he gets a kick out it.
That's all for now.