Last week, my co-workers and I ordered pad thai from Spicy Shallot, a Thai restaurant in Woodside. It was good, but the furthest thing from spicy. The only hot sauce in the office was Sriracha, an Asian hot sauce that I had seen before but stayed away from. My friends who have used it like super spicy food, so I figured it was not the move for me. I’ve never been a fan of heat, I find that it takes away from the flavor and all I can taste is hot. However, that day I decided to be adventurous. Before I added it to my dish, I tasted the Sriracha solo. Bad move. My eyes started watering, my nose started running, and I started choking. Even after all that, I added some to my pad thai. It was a shock at first, but as I ate, I got used to the heat and started to enjoy it. A few days later, I ordered it again. The conference room we ate in was freezing, and the Sriracha warmed me right up. Good move.
| Spicy, but good in small quantities. |
On Saturday, my boss ordered lunch for the office. I can’t say what I ate exactly but it was delicious, until… Until, I almost died. I just started my class, and came to the break room after everyone had already begun. I passed my plate down the table and asked them to put some of everything on it. As I was eating, I noticed something spicy. It was a little hotter than I liked, but it was edible . Then, I bit into something that set my mouth on fire. I was choking, tearing, everything. The boss laughed and said that’s what happens when you let people pick food for you. Seeing that I was dying, another teacher cautioned me that one dish had burnt chili peppers and that I should avoid them. It was almost a little too late, but at least I knew what to avoid on my plate.
| Death! Avoid, avoid, avoid. |
After my spice adventures of the past week, I will be staying away from all things spicy for some time to come.
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