I had a few leftover habanero peppers in our walk-in for a couple of days (having made a salsa with them for a personal meal). One of our employees, Juan, asked if he could have one and was munching on it with his lunch.
Obviously, with a name like Juan, he’s of Mexican descent and used to eating hot stuff.
Buehler watched him eating this bright orange pepper and asked if he could have one, too. I told him that it was hot, but he figured if Juan can eat one, they couldn’t be that bad.
And obviously, with a name like Buehler, he’s not of Mexican descent.
Within seconds, he was next door at the In-n-Out getting an ice cream cone… and crying like a little girl.