At a picnic in Atglen last weekend there was a large platter of nice plump chicken wings, and I helped myself. A cautious friend asked me if they were spicy, as peppery foods disagree with her.
"No, they're very mild," I told her (probably with my mouth full, I'm afraid).
With that recommendation, she got some -- and then exclaimed when she bit into one and found it incinerating her mouth. My suitability as a judge of spiciness was brought into question in no uncertain terms.
I assured her that indeed, no one has a more vanilla palate that I do. After some debate and research, we learned that there were actually two types of identical-looking wings on the platter, bland and spicy.
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