How New England do you have to be to consider pineapple “intense”?
Whoa! That was hot salsa! I think I got a bite of some onion!
(Pineapple on pizza was “invented” in Southern Ontario. Some Italians, and the mayor of Reykjavik, consider this a crime against nutrition, but I agree it is tasty with ham and peppers.)
Fresh pineapple is the only thing I’ve ever found that I can’t eat. Within a half hour I feel as if I’ve been stabbed in the stomach with a red hot blade, to the extent that sweat pops out on my forehead. That lasts an hour or so, then just stops. I love the stuff, so it took me like 4 episodes to finally stop eating it.
I don’t really mind that. My favorite was pineapple with sriracha. So damn good!
I don’t even mind bleeding a bit.
I just don’t want to be that jagoff who dies from something really stupid that everybody reads and goes “Yep. I always knew there was something wrong with him.”.
This is what motivated me to quit smoking in my 30’s. I honestly didn’t notice any adverse affect from smoking - I was more athletic than most people I knew - but I didn’t want to feel like a fucking idiot when I got lung cancer.
I’ve been dabbling in it again lately, though, because I am a fucking idiot.