>From: danceswithcarp <dcombs@bloomington.in.us> >Not to start a flame-war, but it wasn't *that* hot. It had one hell of a "bloom" in the mouth, which is probably what made some people spit it out immediately. Perhaps it was mustard oil, as someone said. I couldn't inhale through my mouth, but I could still breathe through my nose. OTOH on a few occasions around my family's dinner table, we've had some batches that would lock me up completely - horseradish in my mouth kept me from inhaling through my nose or mouth. Then, everything stops. The meat gleaned from the soup bones, dusted with salt, waits on the fork. The piece of dark rye bread laughs up at me from the plate. The shot glass of vodka, cold from the freezer, lounges in the confident knowledge that my warm hand will soon be reaching for it. Then I do it all again. - A _________________________________________________________________ Send and receive Hotmail on your mobile device: http://mobile.msn.com