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If I was't a pepper belly before, I am now!
Don't bother me with that cholula sauce or that vinegary tobasco. I want the green habenero sauce. More please (I'll say "when").
We go to this Indian grocery store that has a little restaurant inside. All these old Indian guys stand around eating there. The menu has no English descriptions of the items, you pretty much just have to keep trying different ones. I tell the lady, "make mine spicey", so she says "medium?". I'm like "no, really spicy like you make for these guys". She looks at me funny, and I say that I am serious. It takes a while of back and forth, but in the end she does it. I suspect she is still holding back a little.
Don't bother me with that cholula sauce or that vinegary tobasco. I want the green habenero sauce. More please (I'll say "when").
We go to this Indian grocery store that has a little restaurant inside. All these old Indian guys stand around eating there. The menu has no English descriptions of the items, you pretty much just have to keep trying different ones. I tell the lady, "make mine spicey", so she says "medium?". I'm like "no, really spicy like you make for these guys". She looks at me funny, and I say that I am serious. It takes a while of back and forth, but in the end she does it. I suspect she is still holding back a little.
