Habanero Eating

This is heelarious!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L8ip5oGlMfU

You can almost pick out the very second it hits him. All good, all good, OOP! Not so all good, lmaorofl!

I felt bad for him when he rubbed his face. Just imagine that getting in your eyes. Theres also some good clips out there of folks eating the Bhut Jolikia( 1.2 million scoville heat units,habanero around 250,000). Not sure if the link will work but here goes. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xoe99zJKWkA

I'll tell a story on myself. Several years ago, I made a corn/habanero salsa for a pot luck at work. At the time, my wife and I were still dating. It was my first time using habaneros.

I made the salsa one night at her house for work the next day. In the process of making the salsa and after it was complete, I washed my hands several times so I thought I was okay. I stayed at her house that night, so when it came time for bed, I took my contacts out and put them in the case. Everything was fine.

Well, apparently, some of the oils from the peppers had transferred to my contacts, and they 'marinated' in it all night. The next morning, I got up, took my shower, and went to put my contacts in. When I put the first one in, it was an immediate pain like no other. I thought fire balls were shooting from my eye. To top it off, my eye clamped shut and I couldn't get the contact out. I started whooping and hollering and jumping around the bathroom. My wife came in to see what was going on and by this time, my towel had fallen off, so there I was in all my glory, grabbing at my eye to get the contact out while dancing around like I was participating in some obscure tribal ritual.

To top it off, my glasses were at my house, I had an early morning meeting, I am blind as a bat, and my wife had the day off. She had to get up, get dressed, take me home to get my glasses and then drive me to work.

I didn't think it was funny at the time, but now it is hysterical.

-Pete

Well, while I can't quite top that it does bring to mind my most memorable Scoville moment.
Sunday, March 10, 1996 a friend and I lined up and bunch of bottles of different hot sauces with plenty of beer in the fridge. Started on the beer and then started on the male habit of putting a dash from each bottle on the back of our left hand and licking it off. I say male habit because I've only known guys to do this and it grosses my wife out. Everything went fine for several bottles. Some were salty, some sweetish, some more or less hot. Then came Endorphin Rush. The face of God's creation changed in a few seconds. We rushed to the kitchen and started eating ice cubes from the freezer while dancing spastically in circles, gasping and moaning with tears rolling down our cheeks. My (now) wife thought our agonies were hysterical. Eventually the pain subsided enough to allow rational thought and I pitched the bottle of Endorphin Rush in the trash.
Three days later in the shower that spot on the back of my left hand lit up on fire with the hot water.

Well, while I can't quite top that it does bring to mind my most memorable Scoville moment.
Sunday, March 10, 1996 a friend and I lined up and bunch of bottles of different hot sauces with plenty of beer in the fridge. Started on the beer and then started on the male habit of putting a dash from each bottle on the back of our left hand and licking it off. I say male habit because I've only known guys to do this and it grosses my wife out. Everything went fine for several bottles. Some were salty, some sweetish, some more or less hot. Then came Endorphin Rush. The face of God's creation changed in a few seconds. We rushed to the kitchen and started eating ice cubes from the freezer while dancing spastically in circles, gasping and moaning with tears rolling down our cheeks. My (now) wife thought our agonies were hysterical. Eventually the pain subsided enough to allow rational thought and I pitched the bottle of Endorphin Rush in the trash.
Three days later in the shower that spot on the back of my left hand lit up on fire with the hot water.

Yea, endorphine rush is the hottest I have ever tried. Then there's PureCap, which you have to sign a waiver stating that you won't put it directly on food. Geeze, imagine pure, laboratory-grade capsaicin!

When my youngest daughter was in high school she had a bunch of friends over one Friday night. I was having a beer in the kitchen when she came running upstairs and said "Dad !!!...Dad !!!...Cory (her assh*** B.F.) said you don't have a hot sauce that is hot enough to make him beg you for a glass of milk". Cory was wrong.