I went to hell and back yesterday. All by my own doing.
My husband and sons joined in on the self-inflicted mission. And all lived to regret it. You see, we peer pressure each other into doing the One Chip Challenge. What started with laughter and taunting turned into genuine concern after about twenty minutes. I’ll start by saying that we are a spicy family. We all enjoy some heat in our food and never shy away from ordering hot Thai food.
That being said, this went far beyond. The chip was definitely uncomfortably hot. Inhaling was a relief while exhaling fueled the inferno that was raging in our mouths.
Sweating, eyes watering, and nose running hit within 10 seconds and progressed quickly. After about 10 minutes, the heat cooled, and we all thought we had triumphed over the chip without water, milk, or food to cool the heat.
And then the burn started in our stomachs. I won’t go into details on the terror that ensued, but suffice it to say that this experience ruined my day and now ranks in the top three dumbest things I’ve ever done.
