Baked Tortilla Chips and Salsa

Chips and Salsa 1

I hate spicy food. I am a total wimp. Seriously, when I was a kid I couldn’t even eat peppermints because I thought they were ‘spicy’. Now that I’m older, I know that ‘strong’ is probably a better adjective, but as a kid all I could think about was the way my mouth felt after that and I was not happy. Then sometimes I would try my dad’s food at restaurants and as soon as my eyes started watering and nose started running I was done. Sometimes when Josh and I go out to eat now he’ll dare me to take a bit of whatever he ordered and then taunt me until I finally give in and try it. Isn’t it the definition of insanity to do the same thing¬†over and over again, expecting different results? I guess I must be a huge masochist then since I always end up giving in to him and tasting some of his mouth-scorching food. He thinks it’s hilarious. Me, not so much.¬† Continue reading