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Excuse Me, My Mouth's Melted Off My Face

For those who know me well, you're aware of my inhuman (or inhumane) interest in spicy foods and sauces. Kim has always claimed my stomach is cast iron as I can eat spicy fun and rarely have indigestion, heartburn, or need medical attention.

The South is known for having hot & spicy dishes. After all, an area know for good food, folks who like to eat, and rednecks daring each other to invent something...well, you get the picture.

However, Maryland seems to be the origin of the hottest sauce I've ever met. Pictured at the left, Dave's Insanity is evil in a bottle. Literally, a drop of this stuff will set your mouth a blaze. Unlike some hot stuff that your mouth adjusts to and you continue to consume, Dave's Insanity begins to eat away your sinuses and mouth's lining.

I continue to come back to it...like some sadist seeking proof that I can handle more...when visiting California Tortilla - another nice find in the DC Metro.

Even scarier, there's a Total Insanity and Ultimate Insanity. Total was actually not as hot as plain ole Insanity. Maybe I had a watered-down bottle the first time, since the last time I tried Total, I recall tears. I only just learned of Ultimate from their website and I fear it is sold as a Weapon of Mouth Destruction.

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