I love spicy food. This is Alison speaking (writing?), and I'll put spicy enhancers on almost anything. Pasta, salad, eggs, chili, rice and beans, fish, burgers, anything. I love crushed red pepper, cayenne, and essentially any kind of red, vinegar-y hot sauce. So naturally I'm drawn to spicy death traps on the menu at any restaurant. Our editorial assistant Austen (more from him later) is on the same page when it comes to spicy food, so we brainstormed up this spicy food challenge idea. First up, the chicken tenders from S'wings, slathered in their Death sauce. Death is above S'issie, S'wings and S'mokin, the three main levels of buffalo sauce offered. They didn't even bother coming up with a cute S-word for it. S'uicide? Close. It's the habaneros that turn this sauce from regular buffalo to face-melting.
Of course we had some technical hiccups, like Austen being too tall for the first part of the video, but we hope to put our bodies through more pain and suffering in the name of all things spicy and wonderful.
Here's Austen's take on the adventure:
"Technical difficulties aside, the Advocate's first Spice Smackdown was a success. After leaving my earthly possessions to Guy Fieri in the event of a junk-food-induced death, I dove right in. The S'wings tenders looked formidible, but we took them down with the help of a disgusting portion of bleu cheese dressing and some conscious breathing. The real test was dipping the Death sauce infused tenders into more death sauce ("Yo dog,..."). Honestly, S'wings' Death sauce doesn't quite cross over into extreme territory; it's something I'd order occasionally. In the end, Alison and I agreed to grant these tenders a 7 on the scale from Taco Bell Mild to Utter Perdition."
(That 7 is an average. I might've been at an 8.5.) Until next time!