Een typische (zeer) pittige Asiatic knoflook, lees hieronder de beleving van Jim Capellini
The inferno starts with a tiny spark, then builds and comes thundering down the mountain. Why bother trying to run from the experience? Just let it wash over your tongue and roll through your head, extinguishing itself in due course and at its own pace. Live dangerously, be brave, face the music and scream if you have to, but you'll be smiling all the while.
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