I was walking through the grocery store yesterday, perusing the bottles of hot sauces they had, searching for that one that hopefully would pop out. I found it in the bottle of Busha Browne's Pukka Hot Sauce. It had all the right signs to keep it looking promising. The color, the visible seeds, the label, the name and more specifically the fact that its from the island of Jamaica. So far, up until this point, I hadn't been disappointed by any hot sauce out of the Caribbean. Of course I picked it up and left the store feeling very excited. Sadly that was the most happy I'd be about it. I opened it as soon as I got home and it smelled sweet. I was perplexed but intrigued, it could be an interesting flavor. However, the sweet smell was right on...it was exactly that. Sweet. There was a faint sense of heat, almost like an engine that you just couldn't get started. It wanted to be hot but fell far, far short of hope. Oh well, living and learning is all a part of it.
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