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Have some guys over from Hong Kong and they've brought us sweeties.
Some are really nice, rice-cake things.
Some are really nasty, fish-biscuit things that smell like pants.
But they've also brought these things that are translated into "Wasabi Broad Beans".
Little green broad beans (duh) that are, without doubt, the most fiery things I've ever eaten.
Some of them are nice, quite spicy.
And then you'll get one that literally makes your eyes water and your sinuses explode in firepain.
They're fantastic snacky things, but the odd one that makes hotmouth are bad, bad things.
Some are really nice, rice-cake things.
Some are really nasty, fish-biscuit things that smell like pants.
But they've also brought these things that are translated into "Wasabi Broad Beans".
Little green broad beans (duh) that are, without doubt, the most fiery things I've ever eaten.
Some of them are nice, quite spicy.
And then you'll get one that literally makes your eyes water and your sinuses explode in firepain.
They're fantastic snacky things, but the odd one that makes hotmouth are bad, bad things.
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Speaking of food, I'm off for a fry up.
Pub over the road does a fry up (£6.99) it guarantees you cannot finish. If you do, they give it to you free next time.
I have had no breakfast or lunch, and quite fancy my chances.
Pub over the road does a fry up (£6.99) it guarantees you cannot finish. If you do, they give it to you free next time.
I have had no breakfast or lunch, and quite fancy my chances.
I cooked a curry for myself in the Restaurant my brother works the other day (back in Cwall), when I was very very drunk. I wanted to make a Madras but didn't really know how to do so, thus following the advice of my equally inebriated mate (who was cooking 2 tonnes of chips for himself) dumped lots of the red powder into the 18 diced chicken breasts I'd hacked into the pan.
I took my curry to the table and then realsied, after one mouthful, that only a person with an asbestos lined mouth, stomach and intenstinal tract could eat this much chilli powder, sprinkled with chicken without fear of imminent death through overhearting. I had to take some solice in the fact they were probably doomed anyway and sat there inconsolable, whilst my mate sat a Guiness World Record for the consumption of fried potato.
I took my curry to the table and then realsied, after one mouthful, that only a person with an asbestos lined mouth, stomach and intenstinal tract could eat this much chilli powder, sprinkled with chicken without fear of imminent death through overhearting. I had to take some solice in the fact they were probably doomed anyway and sat there inconsolable, whilst my mate sat a Guiness World Record for the consumption of fried potato.
Slaveunit wrote:
> Nando's ....
A fantastic establishment.
They must have taken hundreds off me since I started uni
> Nando's ....
A fantastic establishment.
They must have taken hundreds off me since I started uni
Apparently you can get them in Chinese food-stores.
Wasabi Broad Beans.
Little green things in triangular packaging (well these are)
But beware, they genuinely hurt.
Wasabi Broad Beans.
Little green things in triangular packaging (well these are)
But beware, they genuinely hurt.
In London, there's a place called The Shampan in Brick Lane. (Goatboy, you might know of this - it's on the corner on the same side of the road as the excellent 24 hours bagel shop but about a 15 minutes walk further down).
Walk in, order a vegetable fahl (they're hotter than their meat equivalents) and ask to speak to the Chef before he prepares you meal.
Ask the chef to make the curry as hot as possible. He'll laugh in your face and trundle away while the assistants/waiters openly grin at you and your foolishness. Order at least 3 beers. Not because they'll soothe your ravaged throat and tongue, but moreover so you might get leathered before your meal arrives.
When it arrives, take SMALL mouthfuls and reap the consequences of one of the hottest curries I've ever tasted.
Your sinuses will explode, your bowels will loosen and you'll have to continually check yourself, your eyes will bleed, you tongue will shrivel and you sweat more than a paedophile in a nursery (sorry for the bad analogy). Then you'll know the true meaning of heat.
Walk in, order a vegetable fahl (they're hotter than their meat equivalents) and ask to speak to the Chef before he prepares you meal.
Ask the chef to make the curry as hot as possible. He'll laugh in your face and trundle away while the assistants/waiters openly grin at you and your foolishness. Order at least 3 beers. Not because they'll soothe your ravaged throat and tongue, but moreover so you might get leathered before your meal arrives.
When it arrives, take SMALL mouthfuls and reap the consequences of one of the hottest curries I've ever tasted.
Your sinuses will explode, your bowels will loosen and you'll have to continually check yourself, your eyes will bleed, you tongue will shrivel and you sweat more than a paedophile in a nursery (sorry for the bad analogy). Then you'll know the true meaning of heat.
I gotta get me some of those!
Nando's extra hot is becoming a bit weak, as I adjust to my own chillis getting hotter....
Nando's extra hot is becoming a bit weak, as I adjust to my own chillis getting hotter....
I bought some Sushi once and with it came a little bag of "Wasabi".
"What's this?", I thought, "Some kind of chilli sauce? Excellent work!" And I proceeded to liberally spread it all over my sushi.
Two minutes later I was in a world of heat - my nose was running, my eyes were streaming and I could feel an angry heat in my head. That stuff is strong!
If you ever have Wasabi sauce, beware!
"What's this?", I thought, "Some kind of chilli sauce? Excellent work!" And I proceeded to liberally spread it all over my sushi.
Two minutes later I was in a world of heat - my nose was running, my eyes were streaming and I could feel an angry heat in my head. That stuff is strong!
If you ever have Wasabi sauce, beware!
Have some guys over from Hong Kong and they've brought us sweeties.
Some are really nice, rice-cake things.
Some are really nasty, fish-biscuit things that smell like pants.
But they've also brought these things that are translated into "Wasabi Broad Beans".
Little green broad beans (duh) that are, without doubt, the most fiery things I've ever eaten.
Some of them are nice, quite spicy.
And then you'll get one that literally makes your eyes water and your sinuses explode in firepain.
They're fantastic snacky things, but the odd one that makes hotmouth are bad, bad things.
Some are really nice, rice-cake things.
Some are really nasty, fish-biscuit things that smell like pants.
But they've also brought these things that are translated into "Wasabi Broad Beans".
Little green broad beans (duh) that are, without doubt, the most fiery things I've ever eaten.
Some of them are nice, quite spicy.
And then you'll get one that literally makes your eyes water and your sinuses explode in firepain.
They're fantastic snacky things, but the odd one that makes hotmouth are bad, bad things.
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