It's no problem whatsoever. Really. Or maybe I just have a cast-iron asshole after years of eating them.
Seriously, Saturday I went to one of my favorite little restaurants, a Burmese place near Nanshijiao (exit four, then walk about a mile to Burmese Alley, turn left, and it's a few blocks down on the right -- once you hit the 7-11, it's the last shop on the next block -- like this will do anyone from ARFCOM any good
).
The kid there (about ten years old) thinks it's funny to keep adding more and more of these peppers, chopped up finely so I can't separate them out, into my tomato salad.
Well, it *was* funny. I thought it was great, just kept eating merrily away. But two days ago, he finally exceeded my limit. Couldn't eat the stuff. First time I ever had to try to pick any of the peppers out.
I've got photos of their "to go" pack in my camera, and will post the recipe next time I find the #*&$ing USB cable.