Mrs. Milepig and I were just reminiscing last night about a meal we had at a hole in the wall Thai restaurant on the Big Island of Hawaii - Kona to be exact.

We found it in some guidebook, and drove into the middle of an industrial park to find this rather cute place next to a tire (or maybe a muffler) shop. We were asked "how hot, 1-10" and being that we both have cast iron tongues we went for "9". Well, we finished but I was tasting it for days and I'm pretty sure I lost a layer or two of skin off the inside of my mouth and throat. BTW - it was utterly delicious.