Sunday, January 10, 2016

Barcel Takis- It Turns Out "Fuego" Means "Fire"

Continuing my adventures in the office vending machine, I picked out this exotic looking snack.


     Upon it entering my mouth, I was met by an immediate burning sensation.  And not the burning I'm used to having in my mouth.  I had a tiny cut on my lip and that suddenly became Mt. Vesuvius and nearly melted my lip off.  I broke out in a light sweat after eating them, but I sweat just laying down so that might be a fat guy thing.  Also they do not agree with my stomach.  You may not know much about my stomach, but in over 25 years and 150 blogs I haven't met much that disagrees with my stomach.
     The powder on this was like Dorito powder but thicker- you touch one chip and your whole goddamn hand looks like the dust bowl.  This was not helpful in trying to sooth the inferno that was now my tongue.  I gave up on trying to get any work done and switched to survival mode.  Frantically licking the powder off my fingers was a double -edged sword.  I managed to get it all off in case I accidentally touched my eye, but there was more powder burning my tastebuds off.
     After like 3 of these things I had to stop eating and was just fanning off my mouth in vain.  I'm not entirely sure what they taste like, I think it's a combination of Dorito and napalm.  2/10 I guess?  I'm not sure what score to give scorch marks.

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