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Originally Posted by Jeanie
I was really irritable the last night in India.
Our host had us get up at 4 am to go on a nature adventure and we did not get back to the hotel until 13 hrs later--only to have to go to an Elders home for dinner at 8pm.
We didnt get to take a nap, David was awake and I was so cranky--I knew dinner was going to be another spicy meal that was going to kill me and Keith (the antacids we had we not working well at all and we were having chest pain at night due to the chili powder the put in many of their dishes)
No matter how much we told them it was killing us, it was still spicy!
Anyway I was cranky but I knew I had to go dinner or I would look ungrateful, after all they were trying to show their gratitude by fixing us this very thoughtful meal.
We arrived and everything looked wonderful and smelled great. The host handed me a plate and said
"We hope you enjoy this meal we made it especially spicy"
My eyes bugged out and then I smiled and said "thank you"
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Ya know what Jeanie? I think a lot of them do not understand when you tell them it makes you sick.. I had the same problem with my best friends family. I would tell them and tell them... well finally one time I got real sick and they asked why I was sick... I yelled.. the food!!! They then said oh the food not sit well? I had told them so many times.. they just didnt understand.. after that they toned it down a bit... but they dont understand the meaning of spicy... so they dont know how to tone it down well at all...