photo by Brouhaha (Jonathan)

Well, for some reason I still can’t find the right balance between spices. At first I thought it was the extra glass of wine (o.k. this is a big factor), but maybe not. Thanks to my boyfriend, I am developing an obsession for spicy stuff. As beginners, my taste buds will react to something mild. You would then think I would be careful when cooking with spices. Not the case. I wanted to make a hot sauce for my boyfriend to dip the Tostitos. After all, I am a big fan of homemade stuff. Well I used the ingredients that they list on the nutrition labels, minus the preservatives and all that crap. Since I’ve heard some people say that jalapenos are not that spicy, I figured I would use most of the damn chile, plus the seeds just to add a little kick (because the spice is actually in the seeds). No sauce he tasted here in P.R. was ever hot enough; until that moment. Needless to say, I choked and cried. I couldn’t add enough milk to make it edible. Lesson learned. As far as jalapenos.

The other day, I was also in the mood for Mexican food and decided to make some tacos and Mexican rice. Well to me it translates into spicy rice. I don’t know if this has ever happened to anyone. But, I had the taste in my mind. Exactly the way I wanted it, as if I had tasted that before. Somehow the message didn’t translate well ’cause between the thought and the action, boy! was there a difference. I manage to once again kind of fix it, but I was mad as I could be. I had it in my mind, but couldn’t bring it to reality. I’ll try it again, though. As for my boyfriend, he is o.k. and we are expected to survive the heartburn just fine.