News from the _it_had_to_happen_department. A friend of me who runs a lunch serving outfit, borrowed some of Habaneros sauces. He wanted to use them as a decorative item. My fridge is already bulging with opened, half empty bottles, So I could do without a few unopened bottles. I can't recall the name of the Habanero sauce, other than I was told it won some prize at the fiery food show when I bought it. It looks rather nice ( It has no skulls or flames or large print silly warnings ). In hindsight though we should have anticipated what would happen. Some guest _took_my_ bottle, and assumed the content would be usable as salad dressing. Big Mistake. El Grande delivered sharp and decisive judgment upon the trespasser. Mind you that I live in Norway, the good news is that our society is not as fiercely litigious as the U.S. The bad news is that the Norwegian taste buds are not accustomed to this kind of assault. From the reports I got the poor guy tried drinking milk, coffee, coke .... anything to make the burn go away. But to no avail, all the time whilest sweating profusely. I am not sury that I should feel sorry for the poor fellow. I probably won't let this happen again. And the guy must have learned a new word now, "Habanero", which can't be bad... frank This sentence is unique in this respect; it can safely be attributed to my employer, Funcom Oslo AS. There is no place like N59 50.558' E010 50.870'. (WGS84) I enjoy coffee, and support cafe: http://www.eff.org/cafe/