A place near me always fucks with my requested spice because I’m a tiny white girl and they assume indian curry spice is too much for me (my ex grew reapers and I can cook with them even though they only bring heat and metallic flavor. I prefer the flavor of ghost peppers, but either way, a spicy vindaloo is workable)
But they always give me several mango gelato servings on top when they tone down the spice in my order, so I order the hottest thing I can, and they give me the toned-down version which is about what I want, and I get free mango gelato. Sexism win.
(and yes, I have compared what I get to what a friend gets from the same place, and it’s entirely different.)
A place near me always fucks with my requested spice because I’m a tiny white girl and they assume indian curry spice is too much for me (my ex grew reapers and I can cook with them even though they only bring heat and metallic flavor. I prefer the flavor of ghost peppers, but either way, a spicy vindaloo is workable)
But they always give me several mango gelato servings on top when they tone down the spice in my order, so I order the hottest thing I can, and they give me the toned-down version which is about what I want, and I get free mango gelato. Sexism win.
(and yes, I have compared what I get to what a friend gets from the same place, and it’s entirely different.)