Monday, June 20, 2011  Simple Sambal, but It Will Burn Your
Mouth  My love of spicy food can be dated back to when I was a
2-yr-old. I'm not talking about Sriracha-spicy. I'm talking
about real, fiery, burn-your-mouth kind of spicy. My mom used to
joke, it's because I'm a tiger, to maintain my fierceness, I
have to consume copious amount of spicy chilies. She also said
that is why I'm so impatient, bold, crude and barbaric yet
ambitious. And she thinks all that qualities, if I polish myself
quite nicely, it will actually help me to get further in life
(yeah, hopefully..)  My son also loves spicy food. He can handle
his chilies better than most adults I know. We make sambal once
a month, and it'll last us exactly that long. While he likes
sambal oelek, nothing compares to the homemade one. We can
tinker with it, make it as spicy as we like. I don't know how he
gets this way. All I remember was he wanted to try some sambal
when he was 1.5 years old. Let him try a dab, since then, he's
hooked. Of course I make s