June 11, 2005

Note to self: after mincing jalape

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11 Responses to Note to self: after mincing

  1. Candace says:

    jalapeno peppers should come with warning signs. been there and done that.

    ouch

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  2. anapestic says:

    You should always wear gloves when you’re dealing with capsaicin. There are just too many places that you don’t want to touch when you’ve touched hot peppers. Oddly enough, there are some people who enjoy being touched in some of those places with capsaicin-laden hands, but of course I’m far too innocent to know about that.

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  3. Jess says:

    Owwwww! You poor boy!

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  4. Roy says:

    I did that when I was 7, in a butcher shop filled with men who laughed and laughed.

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  5. Sin says:

    You think that’s bad? Trust me. When you do that with Thai peppers, you finally understand what that whole “Hell is made of Fire” spiel is all about.

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  6. Thom says:

    I had a similar experience after chopping chilies about ten years ago, except instead of attempting to remove contact lenses from my eyes, I was pulling my penis out in order to pee.

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  7. Groomzilla says:

    Would you like to borrow my black eye- bar?

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  8. Eyeball says:

    The exact same thing happened to me at the exact same time. Only, these were peppers with slow burn, and the eyeballs reacted about an hour later.

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  9. campbell says:

    1) Yup – I am with Thom on that. I was taking a cookery course and had to return to class and keep a calm exterior for the rest of the afternoon. Very character building; stiff upper lip and all that.

    2) anapestic has a point too — in context, and if you are that way inclined, they can add a certain sizzle to bedtime frolics.

    3) …but not least; poor you!

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  10. Mushlette says:

    I hate to admit how many times that’s happened to me – even after a brisk rinse the hands aren’t always clean, and the oil lasts for hours sometimes!

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  11. Carrie says:

    Be glad you don’t need tampons. My old roommates used to wonder why I refused to cook Mexican one week out of each month.

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