Backstory: Last year I followed this recipe for Spicy Dr. Pepper Shredded Pork from the Pioneer Woman. It looked so good when she made it! So, I gave it a try. I cut the recipe in half and only used a quarter of a can of chipolte peppers. When the pork was finished cooking, I dished some up for myself…sat down…took a bite. It was good. Then after two or three bites the heat had built up and my mouth was on fire. I gulped down some extra Dr. Pepper, then water, and finally milk. I didn’t want to just scrap the pork. I had payed money for those ingredients…and I was going to eat it, damn it! I tried to cut the heat down with cheese, sour cream, ranch…nothing really worked. I think I eventually added some BBQ sauce and cheese and suffered through.
Skip forward to last week: I found a recipe on Pinterest for Healthy Mexican Sweet Potato Skins. They looked colorful and delicious. I saw they had chipolte peppers in it, but I had learned my lesson from the Shredded Pork Debacle of 2011. So, this time instead of using the prescribed 1-2 peppers, I used a little less than half of one pepper.
Side-note: This recipe is kind of a big mess maker…or maybe that’s just me.
Back to the story: So, I had made my big mess…mixed in my small amount of pepper with just a little sauce and sat down to enjoy my meal. Two bites in the heat was building and I added a little sour cream. By bite four or five I didn’t think I was going to make it. I tried to eat my Fiery Mexican Sweet Potato Skin, I really did. By the time I gave up on my dinner, I couldn’t feel my tongue. Thankfully, my roommate shared some of her Mac-n-Cheese with me.
The strange thing: I really like spicy food. If there is a chipolte burger or sandwich or salad on the menu of a restaurant, that is what I tend to order. My roommate made chipolte mayo the other day and it was so tasty! Apparently, chipotle peppers and I just don’t get along if I am the one using them in a recipe.
Overall: I think this recipe (and the shredded pork) could be really good without the peppers, but I don’t think I could bring myself to try again. Even the memories are too hot.