Story Time!

After I saw this post- https://mltshp.com/p/1RK2S I was reminded of a hilarious chili pepper related #perutaketwo story that I don't think I shared around these parts...

It concerns me, the chilies pictured above; aji charapita, a tiny restaurant in San Roque, a clearly stated warning and the sort of adventure induced hubris that insists the aforementioned warning be ignored and has laid low more than a few gringos the world over...

Me- Are the peppers hot..?

Guillermo- Yes. They are one of the specialties... but they are very hot. I don't know... maybe... maybe not. You like hot, no?

Me- I like a good vindaloo.

G- Maybe start with one..?

Me- OK!

Then- 😋😚😛😝😜🤪🥴🤢🫠...

Or something like that.

And to my credit I did start with one. But, you know how it goes; they were really, really fucking good. They were also really, really, really fucking hot.

Like melt the soles of your shoes hot.

I also come to find out that in addition to the peppers being hotter than Satan's taint, they are also made in a 1000 year old broth kinda style where the pickle/ferment is recycled into each new batch of peppers. So while the ph is such that any real nasties are minimized my gringo system was unprepared for either the heat of the peppers or the micro-biome associated with them.

I was ill for at least 2 days.

You live, you learn.