Well this is probably my favorite memory of Chile so far.. Patagonia pales in comparison.
A little background to this story is that my dear sweet mother sent me a care package that contained, among other things, a giant bottle of Sriracha (very spicy hot sauce) which I had been craving since going 2 months without it. (Cultural note: you might think that because food is spicy in Mexico.. and given that the same language is spoken in both countries.. food would be spicy in Chile as well, but you would be woefully incorrect.)
So anyway, I'd been planning this prank out for weeks. First night after the care package arrives we're eating dinner, and I apply a fairly liberal amount of Sriracha to my dinner and then ask Cristobal is he wants to try out some American sauce. "Bueno" says he, and he applies quite a bit to a tiny piece of potato. As the potato neared his mouth, he smelled it suspiciously and asked if it was going to be too spicy. I promptly assuaged his fears and he swallowed the potato in one bite... About 2.5 seconds later he dove for his glass of juice and downed it, next he ran around the kitchen frantically for a few seconds before fixing his mouth around the tap and drinking water for the next couple of minutes. Meanwhile Alejandra and I are in tears laughing... Cristobal is in tears crying.. it was quite a [host]family affair. Without a doubt I haven't laughed that hard in awhile though.
Things calmed down and we continued dinner, but about 20 minutes later Cristobal said "todavía me pica" or "its still burning me" which brought us all back into fits of laughter.
Never a dull moment with this kid.
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