Last week I went with my friend Eva (who came for moral support) to Brick Lane Curry House on Curry Row (6th st) for the sole purpose of taking the infamous Phall Challenge, supposedly the hottest curry in the world! As you can see by the pictures I won the challenge (this was the same challenge that Adam Richman did on Man vs. Food), but boy did I suffer! First of all I thought that rice and naan and dal would help…NOT! Ok well the rice helped with the meat (I chose goat because I thought that the bones would enable me to not have to get through as much meat as other choices) but the naan was a hindrance and the dal was irrelevant. What helped was mango lassi and raita (lots of it). It wasn’t the meat that was brutal it was the sauce. I got through the meat in less than 10 minutes with barely breaking a sweat, yes it was hot but very manageable. But in order to win the challenge I had to eat all of the sauce. BRUTAL!!!! This made my homemade habanero hotsauce that I serve at Catskill Maison Bed and Breakfast seem like ketchup! About half way through the sauce I realized I was in big trouble, my nose was runing, I was sweating like a suckling pig and my stomach felt like the seventh circle of hell in Dante’s Inferno! So I started taking tablespoons full of sauce with half the tablespoon dipped in raita to cool it off and I was sucking down those mango lassi’s like I was in a desert. Problem was that all the liquids were making me full, and the lassi’s were really really thick. No matter how I tried to dilute those lassis it was like drinking a stream of lead! After 3 mango lassi’s and a container of raita I managed to get down all of the sauce, but right after that my stomach churned and I raced to the bathroom and the rest was history…(I will spare the TMI gory details but you can insert your imagination here). After some pepcid AC (courtesy of my awesome boyfriend Hector who was afraid that it was going to be a long and painful night for him, if he didn’t do an intervention for me to be well) I fully recovered from the experience.
Long and short of it, the trick is to get a mango lassi diluted before it comes to the table with 1/3 water, and to use raita, not to fill on bread at all and leave the dal in the kitchen. I finished the dish and will be on the “wall of fame” in short order, but ask whether I’d do it again? Not a snowballs chance in hell!