10 + 25 points
Death Kava by Jinxxed Penguin
March 10th, 2011 2:01 PM
So when I initially read this task, I was reluctant to pick it up considering there aren't very many foods that frighten me. I'm someone that will eat pretty much anything someone pushes towards me; the stranger, the better. Therefore, I was under the impression that this would be a sufficiently troublesome task. However, the point of this game is to have fun and think outside the box, no?
Ghosts are frightening, am I right? And what's more frightening than a ghost that's equivalent to 1,041,427 Scoville Units?! For those confused by this statement, the Scoville Scale is what is used to measure the respective spiciness of certain foods, such as peppers. To put things in perspective, the Jalapeno Pepper registers anywhere from 2,500 - 8,000 scoville units, roughly. So yeah, this sauce packs quite the punch. So my choice for this as my frightening food not only comes from the punny wittiness of it being a "GHOST" pepper, but due to it's immense piquancy.
Rather than gulp it down straight, I figured I'd slather it on some delicious Honey Nut Bread. This stuff rules, especially toasted.
The thought of facing multiple bites of this scorching snacker truly did frighten me so mid bite, I decided to shove the entire thing in all at once. Good idea, right?
Literally...THE hottest thing my taste buds have ever endured. Have you ever licked lava, washed it down with scalding, boiling hot coffee, only to find out someone ground up fire ants and peppered your beverage with it? Well...okay, neither have I, but this experience was QUITE similar, I imagine. This wasn't a quick, stab of heat, oh no; this was a gradual pain, as if you're tongue was climbing a staircase and each step was the next level of intensity. And this ain't no basement set of stairs; this is the Lincoln Memorial, baby.
Fifteen minutes, multiple glasses of milk, and several tears later, I recover from the war waged upon my taste palette. Despite my new found knowledge of the potency of the Ghost Pepper, I fear that my pain isn't over yet, for I still have to release this damaging ingredient from my body...and in the most unenthusiastic of places.
Ghosts are frightening, am I right? And what's more frightening than a ghost that's equivalent to 1,041,427 Scoville Units?! For those confused by this statement, the Scoville Scale is what is used to measure the respective spiciness of certain foods, such as peppers. To put things in perspective, the Jalapeno Pepper registers anywhere from 2,500 - 8,000 scoville units, roughly. So yeah, this sauce packs quite the punch. So my choice for this as my frightening food not only comes from the punny wittiness of it being a "GHOST" pepper, but due to it's immense piquancy.
Rather than gulp it down straight, I figured I'd slather it on some delicious Honey Nut Bread. This stuff rules, especially toasted.
The thought of facing multiple bites of this scorching snacker truly did frighten me so mid bite, I decided to shove the entire thing in all at once. Good idea, right?
Literally...THE hottest thing my taste buds have ever endured. Have you ever licked lava, washed it down with scalding, boiling hot coffee, only to find out someone ground up fire ants and peppered your beverage with it? Well...okay, neither have I, but this experience was QUITE similar, I imagine. This wasn't a quick, stab of heat, oh no; this was a gradual pain, as if you're tongue was climbing a staircase and each step was the next level of intensity. And this ain't no basement set of stairs; this is the Lincoln Memorial, baby.
Fifteen minutes, multiple glasses of milk, and several tears later, I recover from the war waged upon my taste palette. Despite my new found knowledge of the potency of the Ghost Pepper, I fear that my pain isn't over yet, for I still have to release this damaging ingredient from my body...and in the most unenthusiastic of places.
points for the fun write up.