Friday, June 17, 2011

Ghost pepper steak sandwich (Jake's Sandwich Board)

The actual "board"

This is going to sound awful, but growing up my parents always told me I was kind of dumb. I guess every Asian parent does that to "motivate" their kids to work harder, but I think mine were actually serious. Admittedly, I am a kid who once ate five bowls of rice and proceeded to puke all over the table because I "didn't know I was full yet," so I guess I can't really blame 'em for calling me out on it. You'd think after 23 years of fulfilling life experiences, I'd have gotten even a little bit smarter, but then I go and do something dumb like eat four pounds of god-awful curry. Good news everyone! Nothing has changed, I am still eating like a dumbass champion! Basically I shove food in my mouth with zero regard for my own wellbeing. Case in point... Jake's Sandwich Board. A place that makes a ghost pepper laced steak sandwich.

The sign

Listen, you can't seriously put a "ghost pepper steak sandwich" on your menu and expect me not to be intrigued. That's basically the same thing as putting something on your menu called "are you a bitch?" I will not have my honor (which apparently to my demented self is the same thing as my mouth's threshold for pain) be insulted. Well Jake's... I called your bluff. Show me your worst. Make me cry with the swiftness of a coursing river and the force of a great typhoon... make my butt hole burn with the strength of a raging fire i.e. make a man out of me.

Ghost pepper steak sandwich

So what exactly goes into this magical sandwich with the capability of pulling a "Hiroshima" on my rectum? Well it starts innocent enough. Jake's does make a plain steak sandwich, called the "Jake," which just has steak, provolone, fried onions, and roasted peppers. If that's too tame for you, they have the "Fire Steak," an abomination that adds mushrooms and a house blend of "fire sauce" to the mix. Oh, and they fry the fuck out of the peppers. Then there's the "Ghost Pepper Steak." If you thought the "Fire Steak" sounds like child's play, then you should probably step up your game and go with this variant... which is the exact same thing, but with 20 drops of ghost chili extract added to the mix.

In my mind, 20 drops ain't shit. Even though they say that the ghost chili is 400 times hotter on the Scoville scale than a habanero, I quantified this as 8000 drops of hot sauce. In a moment that I am less than proud of... I once drank multiple bottles of hot sauce on a dare, so how bad could this be? My guess - not that bad. It's a good thing I'm not actually working as a chemical engineer, because apparently I learned nothing in college. Shit doesn't scale linearly. Ever. Scoville... what an asshole, getting me with his pseudo-science.

Internals

As I was shoved mouthful after mouthful of capsaicin doped steak in my mouth - with tears (very manly tears) streaming down my face - all I could think about was how dumb and painful this whole endeavor was. I just paid $9 for something that I wasn't even enjoying. To consider this from another point of view, I just paid an extra $2 to take something ridiculously delicious, a plain cheesesteak, and asked the guys behind the counter to turn it into a sandwich of pure pain. I felt like a dumbass. Want to know how it tasted? Basically you're chewing on fire flavored bread and beef. Now you're probably curious what fire tastes like? Like humiliation, that's what. When I shamefully walked to the counter to order a milkshake to quench my shame, the line cook asked me if I was crying. Not wanting to appear weak, I told him I was weeping because "it tasted too good." Deep down, he knew I was lying. I hate you sir, for exposing me in my moment of weakness.

As for the aftermath... know how rappers are always talking about their game and how they "spit fire?" Guess what? I'm not so impressed. I just did that with my asshole... and I wasn't even trying. Double the pain, double the pleasure I guess? I'm actually not sure which was worse, in or out. I should probably stop writing about exorcising my bowel demons now.

Candied bacon shake

Now for that shake... it was actually the candied bacon milkshake they were advertising right below the ghost pepper steak sign. To be honest, it wasn't the greatest thing in the world. It was pretty thin and tasted mostly like plain vanilla ice cream, but when my tongue was screaming bloody murder, I would've paid any amount of money for it. The bacon bits are there for sure, but they kind of just coalesce at the base of the cup. I thought it was delicious and well worth $4 (when purchased with a sandwich), but that's probably a decision I made in the "heat of the moment." Shut up... I like puns.

8 comments:

Rodzilla said...

I refuse to think anyone actually likes shit that hot, they just want to be "cool" (heh). Unless they're sadomasochists - which I consider a mental illness rather than preference/choice.

Shame on both of your for fucking up a perfectly good sandwich.

Sherm said...

I disagree. Some people enjoy the rush of endorphins associated with the eating of capsicum. It is very much a 'high,' similar to the one achieved through the taking of illicit drugs. I would compare it someone drinking alcohol not necessarily for the flavor but for the buzz. As far as enjoying the flavor itself, pepper extracts like that don't really have a flavor per se, just a concentrated burn.

I will agree that a lot of people would eat this or some other insanely hot creation just to impress others or to simply say they did it. The majority, even.

Nicholas said...

Rodzilla - and that's where you'd be wrong. During my junior year I used to cook with so much spice that my roommates would start coughing and tearing as they walked into the kitchen. I like that feeling in my mouth immensely. What I did not realize was the practical jump from a habanero to a ghost pepper.

Some would say people who ride their bikes for 4 hours a day also have a mental illness (and are masochists). Choose your words carefully bro ;)

Sherm - I like spiciness as a complementary thing, to fully bring out the flavor of a dish. I truly didn't expect this to be as overwhelming as described. I definitely prefer a spicy cheesesteak over a plain one, so I truly ate this with high expectations. I'm really just an idiot for underestimating the actual level of tongue numbing ability.

Rodzilla said...

Sherm and Nick - I've known about the endorphins, but I've never heard of it being THAT powerful.

brb, trying to get stupid high on peppers.

Ms Fatty said...

I like spice and I can take some heat.. but even I can't eff with the ghost pepper!! My friend took that ghost chili challenge on youtube where people (mostly boys) were eating the peppers on camera. He of course couldn't wait to do it and the entire time he was crying, his mouth, entire face had gone numb and literally had me on standby in case I needed to call in an emergency team.

While he was suffering from the effects, I took the time to google the Ghost chili..did you know pple in India ate them for their laxative properties!? Yea.. he didn't know that either. I was very entertained.

Hungry said...

I have a bottle of ghost chile extract with your name on it!

Sherm said...

lol @ Rodzilla - the effects can definitely be euphoric, but the ratio of buzz to pain just doesn't seem to make the experience worth it at that point.

Nicholas said...

Ms Fatty - I like to think I'm decently smart, but this was all in all just a dumb decision on my part. Yes, I am well aware of their laxative properties.

Hungry - serious? What have you been using it for anyway? Two drops would probably suffice for an entire dish methinks.

Sherm - it's not. Don't do it.

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