It’s the chemical heat in a pepper. It deserves your respect.
Of course I wanted the jalapeño on my Banh Mi sandwich.*
At the first bite, I understood. This was no ordinary jalapeño. Extraordinary heat.
I went about scraping out the seeds and white ribs, the presumed culprits, using my right hand, returning the green pepper rings to the sandwich.
It was still spicy, but delicious.
But you know that warning you’ve heard.
The one that advises to not touch your eye after handling hot peppers ?