That reminds me of an anecdote.

When I lived in Utah many years ago, we regularly had the visit of two colleagues from our London office. They would come and stay for a few days to work with us, and of course we entertained them in the evening.

One evening, we all decided to go for a curry. So we went to some Indian restaurant in Provo, UT if memory serves.

The waiters arrived - real Indians in full fake Raj regalia, as per the restaurant’s theme - and took our orders.

Then they asked how spicy. The two Brits looked at each other and said in a low voice “Well, it’s Utah, everything is bland here, so we’d better overdo it on the spiciness to get something halfway as spicy as a London curry.”

So they announced “Nuclear."
“Are you sure?” the waiters said
“Yeah yeah. Nuclear!"
“Okay….”

15 minutes later, the waiters came back with our orders. Then instead of leaving, they turned and faced the two Brits and simply stood there with a total lack of expression on their faces.

The two went “Uh oh…”

It was the hottest curry they had ever had. They tried to put on a good show for the impassible waiters looking at them, but they quickly turned red and sweaty, and they had trouble not looking like they were panicking when reaching for the water.

We were pissing ourselves laughing 🙂