I think my husband is insane. What is it that makes some men willingly want to punish themselves by eating things that are so hot that they can barely stand it? If the ability to eat fire hot chili and not break a sweat (or start crying) is a sign of extreme manliness, then my husband is the poster boy for Mr. Masculinity.
A few years ago we decided to have a Super Bowl party. My husband asked if I could make chili for the boys.
“And make it hot!” he challenged.
So, I made the chili and I added some hot peppers and a bunch of spices. The response I got from the men at the party was, “That was nice.”
NICE? Man, I couldn’t even eat one bite of this chili without downing a full glass of milk afterwards.
The following year I made it even hotter. I added some super hot salsa and doubled the peppers. Instead of just jalapeño peppers, I used some Habanero as well. This time, I saw a few men sweat. I could see that some were trying to enjoy it but secretly wishing that they hadn’t taken so much. (MUHAHAHAHAHA.) But there were some who requested that I make it even hotter. (Seriously.)
Last year I think I hit the limit in how much hot you can add to chili and not cause anyone to spontaneously combust. I found an incredible chili oil from ChinaTown and I also added a small amount of something called Dave’s Insanity Spice. (By the way, I also made an alternative, low-spice chili for those wimpy types who were at the party.) Believe it or not, the super hot chili was real a hit! Some of the men had tears in their eyes and they all were sweating. However, no one asked for me to make it hotter the following year. (Finally!)
Here is the recipe I used, made in a crock pot, if you would like to
torture treat the partygoers at your Super Bowl Party with more than a little spice.
Guest writer Marie Haynes and her husband David are Ottawa Real Estate agents.