Blimey.
I started the day with the best intentions. This morning, first thing (oh, you should have seen the Hat Hair) out of the cupboard came the tandori powder, the chilli powder and the Nando's "Hot" peri-peri sauce. They stood there on the kitchen counter next to the toast I was spreading jam on and I simply couldn't bring myself to do it. Breakfast is no place for chilli. So to make up for it, I spread a layer of peri-peri on my ham salad sandwich for lunch.
It goes without saying that come lunchtime, I had forgotten all about it and had the fright of my life. It was an unusual combination... not necessarily unpleasant.
While I fell way short of any designer chillies, I did arrange to go to a curry house tonight. Eight of us made it.
I started the day with the best intentions. This morning, first thing (oh, you should have seen the Hat Hair) out of the cupboard came the tandori powder, the chilli powder and the Nando's "Hot" peri-peri sauce. They stood there on the kitchen counter next to the toast I was spreading jam on and I simply couldn't bring myself to do it. Breakfast is no place for chilli. So to make up for it, I spread a layer of peri-peri on my ham salad sandwich for lunch.
It goes without saying that come lunchtime, I had forgotten all about it and had the fright of my life. It was an unusual combination... not necessarily unpleasant.
While I fell way short of any designer chillies, I did arrange to go to a curry house tonight. Eight of us made it.
I feel a little let down that only 2 of us went through with our promise of pulling a "I've just eaten spicy food face". Still, James made up for it...
I waivered over my choice of a "medium hot" Chicken Tika Brinjal. (I've never heard of it either). It was very disappointing. As spicy as frozen yogurt sprayed with a fire extinguisher. Or maybe I killed all my tastebuds at lunch.
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