I likey Rob Stone. He funny guy. I've had habenero's and while intense, 'moj is right. They wear off quicker than jalepenos. I was at a burritto place a few years back and someone said I should try this sauce called Dave's Ultimate Insanity. Swear to God, I put TWO drops on my burrito and I almost stopped breathing. This wasn't pain or discomfort; it was angina or something. I later found out from someone else that the main ingredient used in the sauce was the same condensed paste they use in pepper spray. Yum.
Wouldn't 1,000,000 Scovilles, like, melt your face off? That seems a specious figure. I thought habaneros were more along the lines of 200,000 - which would be more like taking a cheese grater to the soft palate than tasering your mouth. It's a subtle, yet significant difference. In conclusion: Rob Stone has an enormous mangina. I had habanero salsa once. Just once. I don't remember much except the unique sensation of hiccupping, coughing and sneezing all at the same time, while being unable to see. I didn't drink the milk so much as attempt to dunk my face in it. However, the subsequent flood of endorphins was fucking ridiculous. We also used to trick the newbies (old skool spelling represent) at the farm market where I worked in high school into handling all the raw jalapenos and watching as they went to the bathroom without washing their hands first. It was criminally hilarious.
Back when I used to chef for a living, I worked at a couple of places where I came into regular contact with Habaneros, including this joint, where I performed Weedy's newbie trick on myself, only with habs. The resulting sensation was one you'd never wish to feel on any part of your body, much less that part.
