When the Halal guys at the cart on 53rd and 6th with the famous yellow bags give you a little bit of pepper sauce upon request, do not look at them as though they have lost their ever-loving minds and ask for more.
Just in case my note was not clear enough, remember:
That shit is hot and it almost defeated us.
All I see is red.
And yet, somehow, all I can think about is eating some right now.
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