Rarely do I encounter food so spicy I become hot under the collar. Well, about that... At the Scottsdale Spice event I said, Sure! I want the hot version of whatever youve got. to the nice folks at the Angry Crab. After gulping down some shrimp I start making polite conversation. But no. I turn to the nearest table for a napkin so I can blow my nose. (Doesnt help.) I cough. (Doesnt help.) I suck down some small beverage in a desperate attempt to stop the molten fire in my throat. (Nope. Doesnt help.) I toss off the top of my VOSS water bottle. Drink most of 16.9 ounces back. Im Dying. As I begin to panic I scope the room. Im not even pretending to pay attention to conversation anymore. I stumble to the bar with the shortest line in desperation. I need something. ANYTHING. Thankfully someone mercifully tossed me some agua. (Do I sound grateful enough? Because I cant articulate how much of a defcon situation this was.) At which point a small beverage felt just about right. Spicy. Hot. My many years of eating Indian food back east have failed me. I need to practice more :) p.s. The 28th St & Indian School location of Angry Crab is opening in TWO weeks! Angry Crab Scottsdale Area Chamber of Commerce Scottsdale Spice Culinary Event
Posted on: Sun, 28 Sep 2014 06:14:12 +0000
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