Elise and I went out for Asian food last night after her jump rope class. Regardless of how much I emphasize that I want my meal really spicy, this particular restaurant often fails in the spice department. Last night's meal was perfect though... enough spice to make me sweat. I was talking to Elise and said, "Man... this dish is really spicy tonight!" She asked, "Is it too spicy?" I said, "No.. it is just right... it's making my face feel hot." Then, with a very concerned look on her face, she asked, "So, will you be able to drive home?" Huh? I asked her what she meant. She said, "You know... when we go to the Mexican place, and you get that really spicy meal, you say that you shouldn't drive home." Ahhh... that would be the margarita I have with the spicy food at the Mexican place! I guess we need to have a discussion on responsible drinking and spicy food eating! We were safe last night though... no designated driver needed for my spicy Asian noodle binge. Whew!

Ha ha - love it!!
Posted by: Holly S. | Friday, June 17, 2011 at 01:39 AM
Heheh, thankfully, spicy food doesn't need designated drivers. Sure, when there's drinking around, they're a godsend - or you're the godsend if you are the designated driver for the night.
Posted by: Clint Moore | Friday, January 13, 2012 at 05:22 PM