Hot means hot, darnit

Mr. Cheese and I went out for dinner at Thai tonight and it was pretty tasty. And he told me that they served hot curry, so we ordered hot duck curry. But, apparently, the kitchen didn't believe us. No, instead they brought out "mild". Like just because he's white like that should mean he couldn't take the heat? (Really, it was almost like reverse racism. And, hm, they didn't have chopsticks at the table either. Hm.)

We lightly mentioned it to the waitress and she promptly took away our curry. About two minutes later a thin older gentleman brought us out a new bowl of duck curry, this time the color was more of a "crimson" than the previous "tangerine". We dug into that and it had a little more zing to it, but it still wasn't "hot". I guess we'll have to train them to really put the kick-ass spice into it!