From when I went to East Coast Grill’s Hell Night to have their Pasta From Hell (sauce had ghost peppers in it). Was one of the last things I did in Boston before I had to move back home due to unemployment, and went with a bunch of folks from Harmonix that I don’t see nearly enough (or at all) these days. We all had a bite of the Pasta From Hell, then I had a second. I could feel the warmth of it moving down my body. Glad I did it, won’t do it again.
