Sooooo, I stop into QT to get some gas, and since I hadn't had lunch, I pick up a couple of eggrolls. I've had them there before, and they're pretty good. This time, though, I notice that they have TWO kinds...pork & vegetable (the kind I've had before) and Mongolian Beef. I decide to get one of each.
Because I'm pretty broke, no drink to go with. I figure I'll eat 'em & get a drink at home. (I'm sure y'all know where this is going already).
I eat the pork one first. QuiTe good, as usual. So then I start in on the Mongolian beef one. It starts out okay...has a little bit of kick, but I have a packet of sweet & sour sauce, so I figure I'm okay. Just use a little extra. I get to the last bite (it was more like a bite & a half, but I made it one) and just as I am popping it into my mouth with the very little bit of sweet & sour I have left, I notice that there is a bit of some sort of sauce pooled up in the bottom of the eggroll--probably from it having been on end all this time.
This last bite was such a bad idea. My mouth is suddenly completely on fire. I want to die. I have NOTHING to drink, and I'm still 3-4 miles from home. Traffic is not cooperating. My poor tongue is burning so badly that I turn the a/c up & am literally sticking my tongue out & letting the cool air blow on it. I feel like a dog sticking its head out the window, only inside the car. I start to laugh at the visual of myself. My daughter calls me a dork. I decide it's not safe to be driving with my head in the dashboard & give up on this.
3 miles & 10 minutes later I finally make it home to discover my water cooler thing is empty. Thank God I have ice. I survived...but DAMN, QT needs to put a "spicy" warning on those damn things!!!
Because I'm pretty broke, no drink to go with. I figure I'll eat 'em & get a drink at home. (I'm sure y'all know where this is going already).
I eat the pork one first. QuiTe good, as usual. So then I start in on the Mongolian beef one. It starts out okay...has a little bit of kick, but I have a packet of sweet & sour sauce, so I figure I'm okay. Just use a little extra. I get to the last bite (it was more like a bite & a half, but I made it one) and just as I am popping it into my mouth with the very little bit of sweet & sour I have left, I notice that there is a bit of some sort of sauce pooled up in the bottom of the eggroll--probably from it having been on end all this time.
This last bite was such a bad idea. My mouth is suddenly completely on fire. I want to die. I have NOTHING to drink, and I'm still 3-4 miles from home. Traffic is not cooperating. My poor tongue is burning so badly that I turn the a/c up & am literally sticking my tongue out & letting the cool air blow on it. I feel like a dog sticking its head out the window, only inside the car. I start to laugh at the visual of myself. My daughter calls me a dork. I decide it's not safe to be driving with my head in the dashboard & give up on this.
3 miles & 10 minutes later I finally make it home to discover my water cooler thing is empty. Thank God I have ice. I survived...but DAMN, QT needs to put a "spicy" warning on those damn things!!!
Yeah...egg rolls really pack a punch.
