When I was in college, my mother (from MA) visited and asked where I got “the spicy ketchup”. It was Heinz. Just plain Heinz.
Now I live in a place where “spicy” means “Frank’s”, but we have some Thai places that don’t fuck around with their spice, and I’ve gotten food with multiple people over the years who couldn’t eat the zero-star spicy level after ordering it. These are the same kind of people who don’t go to Thai restaurants because they “wouldn’t know what to order”.
I ate at a Thai place about an hour south of Minneapolis. Kind of the middle of nowhere. When they say “what spice level?” I always ask “what does 5 mean?” And this particular guy said “the chef thinks he still lives in Thailand”
It was excellent at 4. I did sweat through my shirt though.
When I was in college, my mother (from MA) visited and asked where I got “the spicy ketchup”. It was Heinz. Just plain Heinz.
Now I live in a place where “spicy” means “Frank’s”, but we have some Thai places that don’t fuck around with their spice, and I’ve gotten food with multiple people over the years who couldn’t eat the zero-star spicy level after ordering it. These are the same kind of people who don’t go to Thai restaurants because they “wouldn’t know what to order”.
I ate at a Thai place about an hour south of Minneapolis. Kind of the middle of nowhere. When they say “what spice level?” I always ask “what does 5 mean?” And this particular guy said “the chef thinks he still lives in Thailand”
It was excellent at 4. I did sweat through my shirt though.