Jalapeños jalapeños, I think I have you fooled. You thought you were going to make your way into my salt and pepper squid, and after being consumed, you planned on terrorizing my stomach for hours on end. You laid there cut in to cute circular pieces plotting your tumultuous trip through my digestive system. You watched as squid and its new friend shrimp got bathed and dipped in cornstarch. You watched as the bath of golden oil heated up waiting for squid and shrimp to be tossed in. You chose not to warn shrimp and squid as they lay in the brown bag with no view of their impending doom. You smirked as shrimp and squid drowned in the scorching hot oil. You thought you were safe, but little did you know, the oil now littered with cornstarch crumbs, had one last victim. That victim was you! You looked dumb founded as your ride along the cutting board took a turn for the stovetop. By the time you felt the touch of the oil you were already soaked in your own sweat. Your stay in the golden bath would be brief, but your powers to terrorize were neutralized and you found yourself feeble upon emergence. I devoured you with a little help from the misses. I went to bed with a cozy squid filled belly, and awoke in the morning discomfort free, I believe I have solved the mystery of the hellish jalapeño, I have found your kryptonite mister Jalapeño, and its name is HOT OIL!
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