Managed to hit up Hell Night at ECG tonight (the first of three).
I noticed they are planning another short run in December for those that miss it this time around, called "Hellidays".
As usual, Hell Night delivered ... in a big way. We started with the Thai Sticks, Jamaican Connection (oysters with pepper relish and a habanero sausage), the seared scallops, and the infamous Wings of Ass Destruction.
Made the mistake of diving right for the wings when they hit the table which were SEARING ... made all of our mouths numb and meant we could barely taste the rest of the apps. I was sweating profusely, downing the cervezas (which, I realize, does not help -- but what the hell), begging for relief, hoping for more. It was amazing.
WARNING - the habaneros they are using this year seem to be hotter than I have had in a long time. We managed to chat with Chris for a while after the meal and he mentioned that those peppers seemed to be a lot hotter than in past years. (He also told us some choice stories about patrons having various adverse reactions to the food and/or drink).
For the mains we tried the West Indies Pork 3 Ways (though, on my plate, I could only count two ways), and grilled strip steak with 'Atomic Bolivian Rainbow Chile Salsa'. Both were excellent. The steak was manageable as one could scrape the salsa off the top if need be. The pork, on the other hand, was frighteningly spicy, and it would not let up -- even the beans and rice it came with were over the top. Kind of painful when there is nowhere to turn for respite.
For whatever reason this year seems to be a lot spicier than the last two years we have gone - maybe a function of what we ordered. Overall it was a fantastic, endorphin-infused evening - as usual very loud and jovial atmosphere, good times all around. Not a bad way to paralyze some taste buds.