I'll never forget

I can't ever forget the day when I started eating spicy food. I remember it all started with mild Picante sauce and cream cheese. You know the sort of sauce that tastes mostly like a ball of tomatoes and bell peppers if you can stand in the least bit spicey foods?

It progressed with green chili sauce. I found that amazing on burritos with sour cream. And mild sauce at Taco Bell.

Then, came the real tests. Arguements about how I would never eat Los salsa, and eating it every day for the past 6 months with ketchup and occasionally salt added in. Kimchee pepper sauce, habenjero salsa, and Enjoy beef jerky.

I used to only eat Teriaki beef jerky - the stuff you found in Vons Oh Obero! or what they call it. Now, I have teriaki, but its still sealed in the cabinet - and its Enjoy.

But peppered is so good. I eat asian sweet chili, but I like it when it is so hot you can only add a few good dashes.

Thus it is now. I like hot - the sort of oriental hot that gives you heartburn from soup, the sort of Indian hot that makes you need three full glasses of milk, the sort of mexican hot that makes you sweat. The sort of burn your soul out pepper hot. The sort of singe your tongue and make your lips burn like fire hot.

I know. Me, the weak one, the one who couldn't eat salsa at Acapulco - now complains that it isn't hot enough any more. Tomato paste. It doesn't make sense. But still it is.

-RK