I just got back from our seemingly annual trip to SLC, and unfortunately for me, prior to this year's trip I saw this
Man v. Food - Spicy Hellfire Sushi - YouTube
Cliff's Notes for Vid- Very spicy sushi roll competition.
Thinking to myself "I like spicy food. I have a higher than average tolerance for it." I came to the conclusion that attempting this "Hell-fire Challenge" would be a good idea. It was not. The "warmup" or "pre-qualifier" roll was required prior to beginning the challenge- it was spicy, but not too bad. "I've got this- that dude from Food Network was just putting on a good show" I thought. Next came a "Level 6.5" roll. Again, spicy, but not too bad and certainly manageable. Next came the "Level 7" roll- although prior to consumption, a liability waiver was required. "Good showmanship- keeps up the mystique" I told myself. Complete with a sparkler, the level 7 roll arrived on my table. I later learned that this roll consisted of fresh and powdered ghost chilies
. Needless to say, this was a quantum leap in spiciness over the 6.5 roll.
For the first 15 seconds, I was OK. Then the spice level grew. And grew. And didn't stop. At this point all available liquids on the table had been consumed and I had requested more. After a glass of milk, the spice subsided and all was well... or so I thought.
About 45min later, my stomach began to feel... unsettled. Shortly thereafter it began to feel as if I had consumed hand-fulls of sharp glass. Waves of pain were my companion all night. I didn't sleep. Thankfully I had just purchased a bottle of "Pepto Max" which seemed to help a little. Unfortunately halfway through the night I realized that I had consumed half of the bottle, and I began to become concerned about salicylate poisoning
- so not only did I have daggers in my stomach, but now I had the fortune of wondering of my sweating was from an overdose, or just simple pain. After surviving through the night, the next morning I managed to crawl (I literally assumed the fetal position while waiting for the elevator) down to the hotel breakfast and downed a huge bowl of yogurt and some oatmeal. An hour later the pain began to subside. By late evening on the second day, I was back to normal.
I can hear some of you asking "Marshac, why didn't you stop by the hospital?" Well- the closest hospital to where I was staying was UofU- which also happens to be the exact place I want to do my residency. I didn't want there to be any possibility of someone remembering me from this incident down the line. It would have been nice though- a "GI cocktail" would have saved me a lot of pain.
Moral of story- Don't do stupid things.