If you’ve come to Argentina under the illusion you’re in for a heat sensation of the oral variety, then you’re wrong. No warm reception here. I have a spice vice, a chilli fetish. I like it hot. And we’re talking serious heat. No pussying around with a Korma curry. I scissor skinny bird’s-eyes raw into […]Read more "VARIETY IS THE SPICE OF LIFE, BUT I PREFER CHILLIES"
I found a sesame seed on my face. And then I realised, Oh yes! I ate some sesame seeds before. (That explains it.) I rubbed my eye. It burned. And then I realised, Oh yes! I cut some chilies before. (That explains it.) I wrote a poem, when drunk. And then I realised, Oh yes! […]Read more "I found a Sesame Seed on my Face"