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I had this post over in the thread with the video of lava dripping into the sea. In the interests of not hijacking the thread, and because Back Creek had an experience to share, I thought we could copy it over here.

There are a few chilli heads on the forum, so there must be a couple of flaming date stories!

30 January 2015 11:47 pm
Billy wrote:
yikes ooooh the pain!!! ooooh the pain!!!!! yikes
A dodgy vindaloo perhaps Dr? big_smile
Cheers,
Billy.

It was in Ireland, of all places, and back in those days (1970's) the Indian restaurants in the UK had Madras curry that was hot, Vindaloo, very hot, and Phal Curry, extra very hot. I like spicy food, but by the time I got to Ireland had been back packing around Europe for four months eating mild food. I had lost my resistance to chilli.
Anyway, in Cork I saw an Indian restaurant, and immediately got the feeling that I wanted to eat curry. My mouth started to water at the thought of eating something hot. I'm such an addict that my mouth is watering right now as I type this.
Of course I had to order the Phal. I also asked for a chilli sambal - thinking of chilli pickle - and got a whole green chilli. I thought that extra very hot in Ireland probably meant medium as far as I was concerned. The waiter looked at me doubtfully and asked if I really wanted to order that, and I said yep.
Most of the time when you eat a really hot curry the heat builds up and hits you after a few mouth fulls. This curry started hot, and became incendiary after a few more bites and a few bits of the raw chilli. The waiter kept walking past to see how I was going, and like an idiot this made me even more determined to eat the whole bloody thing.
Sweat started to run down my forehead, my nose started to run, tears started to flow and I hit that endorphin rush that comes from eating something really hot. It was quite enjoyable in a weird kind of way. I'm proud to say that I got it done, and ate the lot.
Walking back to the youth hostel my mouth started to cool off but ominous rumblings started to develop in the upper digestive tract.
These started to head south at an alarming pace. My alimentary canal had registered the assault, and reacted by increasing the peristaltic motion from the normal lazy squeeze to a rapid contraction aimed at eliminating the offensive material as fast as possible.
The funny thing is that the stomach and small intestine don't seem to react much to the heat in chillies. But the large intestine does. It took an hour or so rather than the normal 12 for the curry to get that far, and as soon as it did the large intestine started to cramp and squeeze to get rid of the horrendous semi digested stuff.
Having had some prior experience I knew that the only place to be was in the toilet, so in I went. It did not take long for the curry to start emerging, not unlike those strings of lava in the video.
As it did not have time to start being digested, it was just as hot going out as it was going in, except that the blurter is more sensitive than the mouth.
I have also never smelt anything quite like it, and neither did the other backpacker who came into the toilets, gagged, retched and left swiftly.
I think I was there for an hour, as after the initial rush it took some time to clear the pipes completely. For for all that time I had a ring like a burning tyre. Probably got blisters, but had no way to tell. I tried wetting some toilet paper and applying it to the angry date, but that did not help much.
All in all, an experience, that's for sure.....
 
Thats funny.... :lol:
Im sure you didnt think so at the time :rolleyes:
I spent a week in Thailand for work in '94
My first night was spent on the ******* due to food poisoning (from the plane)
Day 4 , the customer took me out for dinner... I dont mind 'hot' myself ,as the customer had come to realise by this time.(day 4)
I have mo idea what the meal was that came out... From memory , a main bowl of ingredients was placed in the middle between us.
I just watched and followed .... We would get a leaf of some kind , take a pinch or two of the ingredients and wrap it up in the leaf to eat. This bloke kept looking at me , i couldnt figure out what his problem was . I ate about six of these and then !! GOT HIT LIKE A HAMMER !! I felt myself die ... I instantly got cold and clammy . I didnt throw up but i was crook ... It didnt take long for those tell tale grumbles to start . You can guess the rest :8
 
As an exploratory type child, one day down at the local park I was looking at these round red berries and wondering what they were ? Well, I ripped a few open and spread the seedy contents to see if there was any recognition as to what it was botanically in my youthful 12 (thereabouts) year old mind. Nope didn't know what it was at all,...On to the next,... aaaahhh Rosella(hibiscus sabdariffa), this one I recognise from mums garden and that lovely Jam she makes,... mind says, ok, you can eat this one, so ripping into it and chewing it up was ok for a few seconds until I thought I don't remember this stuff feeling like this,... the crescendo of heat had only just started,.. damn, I never even knew at that moment that the round berries must have been a type of chilli(I'd only ever known not to touch the birdseye chillies), I never knew they came in all shapes and sizes,.. by now the panic had started to set in,.. unknown to me at the time my hands were still covered by chilli and the tap water drank out of my hands from the tap at the local park only seemed to make everything a whole lot worse, as the outside of my mouth was starting to burn as well,... these were just tender sensitive lips back then, unknown to the perils of hot chilli,.. did the whole open mouth hands waving horrified breathing thing all the way home where the bathroom toothpaste only seemed to remind me my lips were still burning and water didn't seem to still help at all, it seemed like eternal ages before that heat started to abate, and it was only through a talk with my parents and a trip back to the park(after the inquisition) to retrieve some of the berries for their parental identification was it known to me that it was the chilli on my hands that caused all the problems for me and not the Rosella fruit.
And to this day I still don't know the name of those lovely red Chilli (bastard) berries that caused me all that grief oh so long ago.
 
Silver, you'd probably recognize these, can send you some ifya like. :eek:
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Pretty similar in size, but mine were nice and round like a medium sized gum ball, and screaming hot(ha)
Cheers OzzieAu, but at the moment I like these in a pot, as they taste sweeter and nice, cool, and refreshing.
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Silver.
 
Yeah, I like pineapple too, have to have a go at potting some up myself. Those little chillies of mine are the hottest little suckers I have come across, dared one of my mates to bite into one and near had to call the paramedics!
Cheers Adrian.
 
A little trick with pineapples that I learned from an old uncle, The Pineapple tops(strip one inch of leaves from the bottom of the stem, then leave sit for a couple of weeks somewhere cool and dry before planting) when grown only give you a small pineapple. It's the new sucker from the base of the old plant that will give you a big pineapple fruit when planted,... it's in the bromeliaed family, so treat the same as them for growing.
 
LMAO,hahahahahahahahahahah, thats awesome. I had a recent incident with this stuff
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My mate works as a chef and after being served my steak he comes up to me and says try this chilli sauce its the hottest in the world.
Thinking to myself "yeah yeah" i took a teaspoon that was supplied to me at the same time and thinking ill show him scooped a level teaspoon of this bright red paste and jammed it straight in,and then hearing my mate take a deap breath as if "oh ****" he Fn did it,LOL.
WEL FARAAAAAK MEEEEEE, the millisecond it touched my tongue i new i was in serious trouble,within seconds i was a perspiring Niagara falls must of downed three beers and half a 200g block of butter on some breed, and yet nothing seemed to cool this atomic burning of what felt like my hole face was in center of the sun.

After half a hour of jokes and general red faced action the pain diminished, and i was able to eat my steak,not taste it mind you but at lease be able to function again.

Dont try it trust me i love my chilies,but im not into self destruction, lol.

cheers
Ryan
 
Thanks Dr for starting a new thread.

Years ago in my youth I worked in Singapore for a while with some "English Gentlemen" one based in Sydney and one in London. These two were great mates and traveled the world as part of their job and caught up in various parts of the world when they crossed paths. They both were sent to work on this job in Singapore along with myself.

Being staunch Poms they both loved their curry and decided they would take me for an Indian feast. These guys were seasoned travelers and knew the best places for a feed so off we go to their favorite Indian Restaurant with the young guy in tow.

Now, I was young and living at home, never been inside an Indian restaurant let alone had areal curry before. I was more used to meat and 3 veg served by Mum at home. When it came time to order I had no idea what I was looking at so I went the safe route and ordered the mildest dish on the menu.

With these two it was like the shootout at the OK corral, they ordered the hottest dish on offer and told the waiter that if they don't sweat they are not paying.
This is of course is like a red rag to a bull.

So the meals come out and we start, I with trepidation but the other two tuck in. I'm starting to sweat a little and think to myself this is not so bad, kind of tasty, have another sip of water and continue. The other two are red in the face, sweating profusely and tears are streaming down their faces but neither was willing to give up.

Anyway the meals were all eaten and I didn't see the other two until after lunch the next day and that was my introduction to the burning ring of fire.

Needles to say they paid for their meals.
 
I have a bottle of Blair's Ultra Death sauce in my collection. The hottest in their range I believe. Actually written on the bottle that it must be diluted. 1 drop is too much :8
Blair's also make chips. I prefer the Jolokia.

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I eat that coconut chilli sauce like it's going out of fashion, it's great on everything.
 

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