Hot Winter

Another food related story. Not a lot of exciting things going on lately. Friday, I ended up at Vino's. I ordered my favorite, a Pizza Margherita. It has Roma Tomatoes, garlic, mozzarella, and olive oil instead of sauce. Vino's is probably the best micro-brewery here in Little Rock. We had the Firehouse Pale Ale which is a delicious brew.

Sunday is where the real story is. I was challenged once again. This time the enemy was heat. My friend John who dominated the Midtown Burger challenged me in the Buffalo Wild Wings hot wing contest (I don't remember what it was called). Now, if you're going to do a challenge, this is not the one to do. Not only do you have to pay for the wings either way, but you also have to pay $15 for the T-shirt that says you did it. I mean come on, at least throw in the free shirt! Anyway, here's the deal: You must eat 12 spicy wings coated in Habanero Chili Sauce in 6 minutes. That's 1 wing every 30 seconds. Again, I failed. I was a little pissed at this loss though, because it had nothing to do with the spiciness. Don't get me wrong, these wings are very spicy. but I eat spicy food all of the time. My eyes were tearing, and my whole body was shaking but I can block out the pain. What I couldn't block was the temperature of the dang things! They pulled them out of the oven straight to our table. It was like somebody telling you to chug a full pot of coffee. Sure you could do it, but you would burn a hole in your throat doing it. Not only that, but you've gotta really put those things away quick to eat all 12 in under 6 minutes. I would have trouble with 12 honey BBQ wings in 6 minutes, especially when every bite scalds you mouth. Next time, I will ask to have them sit out for 10 minutes or so.

So, yeah. I only got 9 wings down in the 12 minutes. Of course John somehow stuffed them all down, but I didn't let running out of time stop me. I gave 1 wing away to somebody who wanted to try the Spicy Wings (they took one bite and couldn't handle any more) and I ate the other two no problem. I knew because I had already eaten these wings before that the real challenge had just started. The Habenaros don't just give up after you eat them. They burn in your stomach all night. You can actually feel the sauce move through your intestines as as it burns its way out, and eventually you must expel it where it is just as spicy as the first time. This part is not fun, but it is the price you have to pay.

I'm coming for the Shutup Juice.