PILIPILI

You remember Halima? 

One day we were out on a lunch date at TARBOUSH restaurant in Mombasa (if you have never heard about Tarboush restaurant, Google). it was on a Friday and the Friday special at Tarboush is Chicken Biryani.

We placed our order, Chicken biryani and Tamarind juice.

The meal was served plus they added a bowl of well prepared chili paste.

I was very hungry so pulled my plate towards me and proceeded to add a scoopful of the chili paste, as i was doing this the waiter serving us cautioned me "Braza hiyo pilipili ni mambo mbaya" but i dismissed him saying, mambo yangu haya, nimezoea. Camon' now! how can i show Halima that i fear hot Chili? I added another spoon of the Chili paste.

Coastal people do not use spoons or forks for eating, i took a handful of the Biriani and shoved it down my throat.

My people, i am telling you i did not get the flavour of Biriani on swallowing rather i got a burning sensation from the hot chili, my eyes became watery and at the same time nimeyakodoa kodo, i lost my breath, lost my speech, i was coughing, i was sweating..The thing was very hot.

I took my glass of Tamarind juice and gulped it down my throat like a thirsty camel, that did not help me much, i took Halima's glass and gulped it down my throat.

At least now the effect of the chili started subsiding, waiters had gathered round our table, everyone in the restaurant was looking at us.The waiters started ridiculing me "wajifanya bingwa kumbe huwezani", Halima wasn't making matters better as she was laughing at me saying, "hukulazimishawa na mtu, sasa wataka nifia hapa". Yenyewe niliaibika.

This time i did not leave my food to go to waste, i just scooped out the parts with the chili paste and continuing eating, we ordered for more Tamarind juice. 

From that onward i do not take any form of Chili in public.