Spicing It Up

Today, my stomach burned with roiling lava. Too much damn red curry. It started out tasting lovely, the coconut milk gently tickling my tongue, the spice offsetting it nicely. As the dinner progressed, however, I eyed my seemingly never-ending bowl of chicken and rice and bamboo shoots with much resentment, grudgingly pushing on til the bitter end. That such a lovely meal should end so violently (at least, as far as my stomach's concerned) struck me as funny. But that's how it goes with curry, I s'pose.