Don't let him see you cry.

https://lemmy.world/post/3342421

Don't let him see you cry. - Lemmy.world

I don't understand how people do this, to be honest. Do you know how spicy food works? The receptor it triggers in your mouth is TRPV1, which does handle heat regulation and sensitivity, but it's also a pain receptor. Like, selectively removing it to treat the pain caused by bone cancer kind of receptor.

The kind of heat that sets it off is heat above 109F/43C, in addition to things like scorpion venom. Presumably it comes through as heat. Everyone tells me it feels hot. I don't get "heat." I get what is clearly agony in one of the most innervated areas of the body, and science backed me up on this.

Y'all are addicted to licking the curling iron and I'm the weird one

You're probably just sensitive to capsaicin. I love hot food, and it takes a lot for me to end up in agony like you described. But I've definitely been that guy at an Indian place where I'm sweating profusely while telling the staff the food is delicious.

Finding a hot sauce that tastes good/doesn't taste like hot garbage is harder than actually eating food seasoned with it.

I’m a chili head and I fucking hate hot sauce that’s just pain without flavor. I’ve also been the guy in a Thai restaurant that regretted “hottest” on their menu.
Theres too many “extract enhanced” sauces out there now like Da Bomb that just taste like chemicals and spice. It’s cheating in my book, make a hot sauce that blows my head off and tastes good.
I enjoy spicy food, but among Euro-Americans it isn’t about the taste, it’s a macho badass thing. You prove how much of a man you are by how many Scoville units you can consume. It’s dumb.
I mean, not all of us do. Admittedly I tried the “World’s Hottest Ramen” for a laugh once, but I I regularly cook with Carolina Reapers as I like the taste not to prove how big my balls are.