I went to an Indian restaurant a long time ago with two coworkers on lunch. The waiter asked me how hot I wanted to which I responded, “just medium I have to go back to work.” It was chicken vindaloo and it was the hottest shit I’d ever eaten and enjoyed. I was sweating really bad but it was so good. I barely made it back to the office before I had to start shitting.
I go back on a Friday after work. I tell the same guy, make it as hot as you can. It wasn’t nearly as hot as it was that day. I was mad disappointed. Still really good but I wanted it to melt my face like the end of Indiana Jones. Still burned my asshole that way. Defifinite 5/7. Would recommend.
I went to an Indian restaurant a long time ago with two coworkers on lunch. The waiter asked me how hot I wanted to which I responded, “just medium I have to go back to work.” It was chicken vindaloo and it was the hottest shit I’d ever eaten and enjoyed. I was sweating really bad but it was so good. I barely made it back to the office before I had to start shitting.
I go back on a Friday after work. I tell the same guy, make it as hot as you can. It wasn’t nearly as hot as it was that day. I was mad disappointed. Still really good but I wanted it to melt my face like the end of Indiana Jones. Still burned my asshole that way. Defifinite 5/7. Would recommend.
Truly c/BrandNewSentence material.
Seriously though, never challenge Indian and Thai cooks on spiciness. They can be ruthless!