I originally titled this "Hottest thing you've ever eaten" but that could have gotten some...risque answers
I'll start. I went to a county fair in Owatonna, MN in 2013 or so and found a guy selling Jamaican jerk wings. I tried a sample of the spice but it was only "Minnesota hot." (Here in Minnesota, land of Scandinavians and Germans, salt is spicy to most people) I asked the shopkeeper if he had something with more zip. He asked if I wanted to try his authentic Jamaican sauce. Yes, yes I did. Or so I thought. I love hot food. I have a reaper-based sauce I enjoy, I put Da Bomb in my jambalaya for some zip, and raw peppers are part of my normal breakfast. This guy's sauce set everything from my nostrils to my chin on fire after one wing. It didn't stop for what felt like half an hour. What's yours? I imagine the people who spent some time in the South Pacific have some good stories.
I'll start. I went to a county fair in Owatonna, MN in 2013 or so and found a guy selling Jamaican jerk wings. I tried a sample of the spice but it was only "Minnesota hot." (Here in Minnesota, land of Scandinavians and Germans, salt is spicy to most people) I asked the shopkeeper if he had something with more zip. He asked if I wanted to try his authentic Jamaican sauce. Yes, yes I did. Or so I thought. I love hot food. I have a reaper-based sauce I enjoy, I put Da Bomb in my jambalaya for some zip, and raw peppers are part of my normal breakfast. This guy's sauce set everything from my nostrils to my chin on fire after one wing. It didn't stop for what felt like half an hour. What's yours? I imagine the people who spent some time in the South Pacific have some good stories.