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Originally Posted by bjones6416
Lol. I hosted a table on Saturday night at a welcome dinner for the new group of Chinese students coming into Georgia Tech this semester. I had seven students at my table (4 PhD students and 3 Masters students), two of whom had just been at a potluck at their advisor's house. They brought their leftover potluck contributions with them and offered them around the table (that was a first, since this was a sit-down dinner!). Their dishes were very good, and one student had even brought along his jar of "spicy bean paste" which he assured me wouldn't burn my mouth. Ha. Luckily, I'm no fool so I just put it on a little of my chicken dish. Hot. Very hot. I ate it, thanked him nicely, and made an excuse to get up to refill the water pitcher!
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Ha! I asked for some "not too hot" curry at an Indian restaurant and what was set before me lit me up! I was like Godzilla; breathing flames with every bite. Well, Godzilla with a runny nose at any rate. But I ate it all, because I'm one hell of a tough man, and I recognize a test of manhood when I see it.
Oh, and
Stitchawl—I couldn't find any Gochujang at our local Food Lion, but I'll ask my wife to look when she goes to Farm Fresh today for some staples.