If you ever get up Seattle way, check out Dixie's BBQ (11522 Northup Way, Bellevue). Specifically, go meet The Man.
The Man is a small cast iron pot that they just keep adding peppers to, and simmering.
For years now.
The owner (Gene) will walk around with this wonderful pot of liquid sadism, and ask if you wanna meet The Man. Give a silent plea for forgiveness from your rectum the next morning, and simply say yes.
My first visit, I had about 1/4tsp on 1/2 a roast chicken. My gums *BLED*. No joke. I blew out my breath, and the guy across the table ended up yelping and covering his eyes - my breath was like pepper spray.
But you know what? It tasted INCREDIBLE. Yeah, it was hellahot, but it had *flavor*.
I've been back three more time since.
