'Landscape Live in Tokyo 79' was recorded live at Shiba Yubin Chokin Hall, in Tokyo Japan, on July 16 & 23, 1979. Art made numerous trips to Japan, and this one is pretty terrific.
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The freeload is the 2003 reissue from JVC, on an Extended Resolution Compact Disc (XRCD). The album was remastered from the original tapes by Hiromichi Takiguchi, and remixed by Tamaki Bekku. It sounds sweet.
For the freeload, what's the hottest pepper you've ever eaten? Or the hottest "dish" you've ever eaten?
Has anyone taken any of the hot pepper challenges, involving Carolina Reaper, Pepper X, Trinidad Moruga Scorpion et al. that are all over the interwebs?
I did have a Carolina Reaper. I used to live next to a bar (yeah, probably shaved a decade off my lifespan) and one day they had a challenge as to who could eat the most. I took two bites, very quickly, swallowed the first and spit out the remainder. Thought I was going to die. A woman won the contest by eating 4 of them. Have no idea how, or why, she managed to do it.
ReplyDeleteI ate 1/4 of a Carolina Reaper. Absolutely the hottest thing I've ever eaten.
DeleteThanks Babs. Looking forward to this Art Pepper.
ReplyDeleteWith your permission I'd like to tell a story about hot food from my younger days. It might get long, it might be funny, maybe not. Thanks Babs
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My brother took it to our Mum's birthday, and let us taste it.
There is a saying about the amount of angels on a pinprick. I do not know that answer but I know that there are a million plus devils on a pinprick of this sauce.Not a teaspoon, not a knife-end, only one prong of a fork tipping the top.
Some years ago I had the tiniest most tentative nibble on a ghost pepper that was astoundingly hot. The species you mention are supposed to be even hotter—but I'll not be verifying that. I've had some blisteringly hot fare in northeast Thailand that in part used the local "mouse-shit" peppers. as a heat source A full meal can be either a transcendent or turbulent experience depending on the robustness of one's GI tract.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the live Art, Babs. His explorations of familiar material was always full of surprises, and as you say, lyricism.
September 1975 in Santa Fe, New Mexico, Land Of Enchantment. Reno & I hitchhiked from Kansas to Santa Fe to catch up to & live with friends from high school that had already moved. We lived in a 2 room cinderblock building with 3 windows, 2 doors, a wood burning stove, a kitchen sink with cold running water that drained into a 5 gallon bucket below, an electric stove, a small refrigerator & an outhouse facing the mountains.
ReplyDeleteOn days that we weren't picking apples with our neighbors, we'd hitchhike to town about 20 miles away. Later we found gainful employment, construction work, still hitching rides every day.
There was a tiny cafe across the street from the greyhound bus terminal on Water Street. In the 90's the bus terminal became The Coyote Cafe, whatever.
Across the street was Beva Cafe, a tiny joint with 6, 4 top tables, a counter dividing the eating area from the kitchen. Beva was behind the counter and during busy hours her grand daughters were the waitresses. Grand daughters were redheads (like their abuela). I'm guessing that Beva must have been in her 70's. A tiny woman cooking old family recipes that were simple & delicious. She didn't talk much & when she did it was Spanish. A quick wave upon entry, then mostly nodding or head shakes were as much communication needed. Beva's menu's were displayed on each table between the napkin dispenser and salt & pepper shakers. We all always ate the same thing. Pinto bean burrito smothered in green chile with fried potatos & an extra tortilla, usually a Dr. Pepper or an iced tea.
Beva Cafe had the hottest green chile in town, no doubt & undisputed, really hot. Mouth on fire, hot. We could often finish our burritos, walk a block up the street to Swenson's Ice Cream Shop, get a cup of vanilla (or what have you), walk another block & grab a newspaper outside the La Fonda & then find a bench on the plaza. We'd eat the ice cream, watch folks, read the news paper. Usually we could finish with people watching, newspaper & ice cream & a smoke and our mouths were still tingly hot from the chile.
The next morning, usually whilst smoking a joint in the outhouse with the door open & watching the sun come up over the nearby mountains, a cool breeze felt refreshing & helped because my rear was feeling the after effects of the chile. It was hot chile!
I still get green chile every year, roast it, peel it and freeze it. I use a simple recipe from my late wife's friend and co-worker Carmen.
I have tasted ghost pepper once, that was enough. I'll stick with green chile.
There was another restaurant, Josie's Casa De Comida, that had a sign that read, "Comida sin chile no es comida!"
Thanks Babs
Awesome, thanks for sharing!
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DeleteNot sure what the hottest pepper I've ever eaten was, there have been many! I have always, however, preferred peppers with flesh that retains actual flavour. The hottest dish, now that's a different story: at a smallish Chinese restaurant in Vancouver in the mid-70s we included in our order a dish called "Hot Chili Chicken" which consisted of a bed of roasted chilies topped with chunks of chicken smothered with a hot sauce. We had to retreat to the "Spicy Prawns" to cool off our scorched mouths after demolishing the fowl. On our stroll home, hallucinations were experienced by all. I had the opportunity over the next few years to try it again in the various locations that the restaurant moved to, but was unable to replicate the experience.
ReplyDeleteNot my hottest, but certainly the hottest, and probably only, pepper that my aged aunt tasted. My wife is Thai and Auntie Grace came for a meal at our little flat in Hampstead. It was Thai food but we toned it right down and everything was fine unti she decided to eat one the pretty red flowery garnishes that my wife had crafted.... out of chillies.
ReplyDeleteHot pepper challenges? Are we competing with the yearlings on Tiktok now?
ReplyDeleteSpiciest meal was probably eating Indian curries at a colleague's place a long while ago. She was all in on it being genuine dishes, original spice melanges etc. So there were three different curries bur after the first one it didn't matter because my taste buds were burned to a crisp, and our hosts helpful explanations of the subtle taste differences between curries was for naught, as my anesthesized tongue couldn't make out any differences even if it had tried real hard...
I can't speak to the specific chilli pepper but the hottest meal I've 'tasted' is a genuine Phaal curry that a work colleague who had served with the Hong Kong Police became revered for eating at a West Midlands restaurant when we were working in the area. He was able to put them away without blinking which clearly impressed the restaurant staff after his 3rd or 4th visit. Me? One mouthful and my sinuses closed, my eyes streamed and I coughed and spluttered my way through at least 2 pints of milk and I didn't taste anything for the rest of the night and indeed breakfast the following morning.
ReplyDeleteThe hottest meal I've managed to finish was either Vindaloo or a rather spicy mushroom bhaji during one of my periods living in the Midlands or indeed a chilli in either Mexico or Key West on holiday a few decades back. More recently our regular Chinese restaurant went a bit nuts one night with the chilli in the shredded Chilli Beef but I doubt that was as hot as the others mentioned above.
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Deletesophomore year at college I "won" a jalapeño eating context at a bar near school. Woof. And those are mild chilies...nada mas.
ReplyDeleteANON RF: O'nighting in Sydney Oz in 1981, stopped at a Mexican takeaway and ordered burritos. Guy says "How hot do you want it?" I says "How hot can you go?" He says "We have Mind-Blowing".' I says "I'll try that." Took one bite and became a Tex Avery cartoon for the next 45 minutes.
ReplyDeleteI made a similar mistake at an Indian restaurant here in Manhattan. The server asked me, "How spicy would you like it?", and I said, "Very spicy, please." Big mistake…
DeleteI like spicy food but I doubt I have ever even approached super hot, although the hottest pepper I ever ate did win me a free lunch at a cafe below the bridge in Middlebury Vermont back in the day.
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