I like how when people say that they can eat spicy and how everyone’s spice tolerance lever varies to the pipsqueak tongue tickle that people overreact to and are clambering for a glass of milk, to the fire breathers that use Sriracha as eyedrops while doing splits between two Volvo semi-trucks after snorting a line of wasabi. I like to believe that I can handle my spice; I mean I’ll bitch and complain and make a scene about it, but I can take the level of heat that’s just short of sweating oil and seeing sounds.
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Indian
Montreal’s first authentic southern Indian Restaurant – Thanjai Restaurant
by Jason
written by Jason
Writing a food blog is sometimes good, and then sometimes it can be as awesome as tagging your buddy in the nuts with a Kinder Egg from accross the room. I get to taste some of Montreal’s most interesting dishes, in the most peculiar of places and explore neighbourhoods I would not normally get to see or experience. So I’d like to thank YOU, my readers, for your continued support as I discover new and exciting things in our city, as it is your interest in what I eat that keeps me motived to share Montreal’s tastiest meals.
Whether it be during the holidays, or entertaining guests from out of town, if you admit to it or not, we’ve all be guilty of over eating and all the wonderful stuff that comes with it. The post-glutton depression, the various “sweats” brought on by various meats and that sinking feeling at the bottom of your stomach, this my friends is the “event horizon”; the moment when you started to feel full, starts to be eclipsed by the feeling of you hating yourself. All the things that happen when you find yourself heaved over the side of the sofa living an anti-acid TV commercial. That being said, to exercise these caloric daemons and detox my body of impurities, I couldn’t find a better way to cleanse my emotional palate than to break some Indian food against my face.