Thread: Natal Curry Contest

Always good for shedding a few tears!

Have read similar in the past.

Reminds me of a time we went to the British Mid East Sporting and Dining Club (Durban 1978 or there abouts). My work colleagues had been spending way too much time eating and drinking there.

After we ordered the usual Taj Prawn curry we thought something might have been wrong when the entire staff filed out and lined up behind the table to watch us eat. Also thought it was strange the Taj came out looking dark green instead of the usual red colour.



Maybe they used a can of Selina's green chillies.

In any case I left Oz not knowing what a curry was, I returned home having withdrawal and had to learn to cook them myself because I couldn't find a decent curry restaurant in Melbourne back then!

Reminds me of the time the boys on the NRL footy show ate some really hot chillies and their heads nearly exploded. Funny as!

I like a bit of chili and chili powder. Problem is, the more you eat, the more you need to get that hot flush/ runny nose/ watery eyes syndrome. You build up a bit of an immunity to it after a while.

But after eating a lot of Chilli for a week or so your B.O takes on a Pakistani odour.

The first time I tried chilli was on a pizza in Carlton.
I asked to have chilli powder on it and the bloke just
sprinkled a tiny bit on it. Whilst not wanting to appear
greedy I asked that he place a bit more on as I wanted
to really get the taste of it.

He sprinkled a liberal amount on and I went back to
my office with my pizza and a can of Coke.

One mouthful of the pizza and I was in deep trouble
.... I had never tasted anything so hot. With no more
money in my pocket to buy something different I was
committed to finishing it.

By the time I was a quarter finished my can of Coke
was empty and I was in a lather of sweat. When I
finally finished the pizza my lips were numb and my
upper lip had a distorted twist ... so much so that I
could not answer my phone as the lips were no
longer operative.

I wrote a note to my second-in-charge and asked that
he answer my phone for a while. It was the best part
of an hour before I could talk properly.

Nevertheless I really enjoy my chillies nowadays and
grow the jalapeno variety in my garden.

Allan

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I am not at all worried about dying
... but just hope I am not there at the time.

When I'm in Sydney for work, I stay with some friends in Haberfield. I like to cook them dinner once or twice while I'm there as a thank you. One night I decided to do a bouillabaise, so I went up to Market Town at Leichhardt to buy all the fish and veggies for it. Last time I cooked it, I bought these small red chillies, about 2" long. They were pretty mild, I had put in three but not got much of a kick out of them. I found some similar looking ones and thought I'd better put in four.

Back at the house, I chopped up the garlic and chillies and heated up the pan. I threw in the garlic and got a nice aroma. Just then the lady of the house walked in with the kids: "ooh, that smells nice", then in went the chillies. Holy Mother of God! Both of us started choking and the kids went running from the room screaming. It was like someone had opened a can of mustard gas. Nobody could breathe. The exhaust fan over the stove vents through the cupboard above and all it had done was taken the fumes and spread them through the room. We had to vacate the kitchen, stand outside with watering eyes and wait for the air to clear before it was safe to go back in. All she could say was "are you trying to kill the children?"

Fortunately I think most of the bite went up the flue and it didn't taste too bad - nice bit of kick. But I treat those things with respect now - they can kill you if you're not careful.

As kids in Qld we used to bring tiny birdseye chillies into school and squeeze them onto unsuspecting pupils pens then sit back and wait.

These chillies are so potent the victim, after placing the pen in their mouths, would scream and race out of the class to the nearest bubbler, completely ignoring the teachers protestations.

The downside of this little trick was that you would be guaranteed of getting some on your own fingers so when you went to wipe away the inevitable tears of laughter you would blind yourself and quickly stumble after the victim towards the bubblers screaming blue murder.

When I was a kid we had a school bully that made a habit of snatching lunch's out of a kids hands and stuffing it his mouth before you could do anything.
On one occasion he went so far as to take all of my food for the day.....
enough is enough!


The CHILLY REVENGE is planned.
Next day quietly sitting on a bench with an opened packet of chips (considered unresistable bait). The chips had been very well coated with freshly picked chilly juice.
The bully in question rushes over grabs the bag of chips and shovels a handful of chips straight in the his mouth.......slight pause......pained expression..........mushed up chips explode out........down on hands and knees vomiting.

He didn't ever steal my lunch again (but he did shoot me in the leg with an air-rifle the next weekend).

Hard to tell which is worse, chili juice in the eye (BTDT), or shot with an air rifle. I think I'd prefer the air rifle.

McSorley's Old Ale House in New York City (established around 1850, near Cooper Union IIRC) serves/served a platter of saltines, cheese and onions, with specially prepared mustard - lots of horseradish, and God knows what all else. The first time you try it, you WILL cry like a baby. Damn near blew the top of my head off.

Joe

My first Chilli experience was as a 6 year old. Being from a farm in Tassie it was meat and veg. We never experienced any other food types.

We went on a family trip to Melbourne and my father spotted chilli sauce and though he should try something exotic.

Back home and with steak for tea, the old man decided he should try the chilli sauce.

He piled it on like he would tomato sauce!

First bite he exploded. He pushed the table one way and the chair the other in his rush for the tap.

I will never forget it. I felt soooo sory for him LOL.

And of course everybody knows someone who has mistaken wasabi for guacamole

Originally Posted by silentC

And of course everybody knows someone who has mistaken wasabi for guacamole

Had a real nice Tassie wasabi cheese on the weekend

Then during the week LOML made Luksa had to open all the doors to clear out as we were chocking from the luksa paste cooking .