We call it: Skeptical Investigation. (Copyright pending.)
That the Ghost Chili Margarita at Poe’s Kitchen is so hot, you can’t finish it without heat-dulling aids of any kind. Like milk, water or sugar packets.
At approximately 6:50pm on a recent evening, our intrepid researcher bellied up to the bar and ordered the beverage. He also signed a waiver. The bartender brought out the bottle of house-infused ghost chili tequila (Scoville units: over 1 billion), which was mixed into a margarita using surgical gloves. Here’s what happened next, according to our researcher’s notes:
7:00pm: Took an initial, cautious sip. Tasted a tangy, orange flavor.
7:01pm: Felt an explosion of heat. Like a road flare burning in the mouth. Margarita flavor faintly detected.
7:03pm: Took a second, more generous sip. Felt cold ice. Then blinding heat. Eyes watered.
7:06pm: Licked the rim coated with habanero powder, hot sauce and red pepper. Immediately regretted doing this.
7:10pm: Asked owner if there was actual mace inside.
7:12pm: Took a third sip. Nose began to run. Sweating. Dizziness. And another explosion of heat.
7:14pm: Started chugging milk and water.
Our researcher failed. And we’re pretty sure this challenge is impossible. Just deadly.