issue 16// vol 46 opinions // no. 15

That's a spicy take!

» Why hot sauce isn’t enjoyable anymore

Morgan Hannah Life & Style Editor

H sauce, especially when its doused unevenly on wings in practically every bar in the lower mainland, isn’t any good. Why? Because it’s just Frank’s RedHot sauce! Nothing more, nothing less. Don’t get me wrong, Frank’s is delicious! It truly is—the subtle sweetness with a back burner of spicy—but when they, as they say, “put that shit on everything” and when it’s all the same everywhere you go, these poor, poor taste buds are just dying for something different.

Whatever happened to trying to be original? Trying to craft something delicious? Or just trying to be the odd one out of the competitive field? With so many hot sauce flavours out there, it really is mind boggling to me why every pub, bar, and restaurant I’ve come across seems to always serve Frank’s. It just seems lazy to me.

A couple of days ago I watched a video on YouTube by the Try Guys that sparked my hot sauce outrage. If you haven't heard of the 6.8 million subscriber channel, they are a group of four men in their thirties who previously worked for Buzzfeed. They like to try stuff—pregnancy

simulators, odd diets, karate, aerial silks, and attempting to eat 400 dumplings in one sitting... unfortunately not possible but still wildly entertaining. Any-whoodles, Keith Habersberger, the humorous one of the group, has a real food fetish and made a video about travelling far and wide to make his very own hot sauce for chicken. Let

me say that again. This man went out and made his own hot sauce. Does that not tell all of you—the pubs, bars, and restaurants just using Frank’s—something? Something clearly important? He’s not even the only YouTuber making hot sauces!

We NEED to up our sauce game, folks. Certainly when it comes to hot sauce... and especially when it comes to a hot sauce for chicken! Think of those luscious breasts, thighs, and wings! We need more creativity and passion in our kitchens—commercial or otherwise. Don't just go for a bottle of Frank’s because it's code, traditional, or easy! Mix it up. Make it new. Travel far and wide in search of delicious ingredients for hot sauce! If restaurants would send me, I'd be a mercenary sauce connoisseur for the sake of original, great-tasting chicken (and other things) everywhere.

What gets your goat?

» People with unclean feet and habits

Tania Arora Staff Writer

wouldn't be lying if I said I have literally

stopped inviting people to my place or started making excuses... so people don’t enter my house. Only few of the lot who either know me well are permitted inside.

You might be wondering whether this trait is due to aging, due to me trying to isolate myself, or due to me becoming more selfish. It is none of the above—the answer is dirty feet. Call me paranoid, or whatever term you want to, but I cannot tolerate people walking around the house barefoot and then climbing up onto the sofa or my bed. Some people go so far as to playing with blankets or pillows using their feet... why do they do that? I clean my house everyday but still—every time you open the door, enter the house, or walk around with flip-flops on, the dust spreads around.

I have three extra pairs of flip-flops in my house of universal size to fit anyone who comes to meet me at my place—and as soon they enter, | point them towards the flip-flops. My super cute friends who know this by now simply ask for them when they enter.

For those of you who still think I am stupid, let me explain. You go out for groceries. You unknowingly step onto a dog poop, a cat poop, or any creature’s poop that lives on this planet earth. You come back and walk, not completely inside the house but in the living room or even the smallest area inside your house. Guess what? Poop all over. Now when you walk barefoot, you basically rubbed your feet into all the germs and dirt spread on the

floor... including the poop. You climb the couch or bed to relax or sleep with dirt wrapped all around your feet. Imagine wrapping your feet around the blanket, then around your body, then around your face and head.

Do you feel like expressing disgust?

I wash all my bedsheets or pillowcases if ] see someone messing around them with their unclean feet. I feel no shame anymore in asking people to either cover their feet because I do not wish to get sick or put on

Photo by Billy Bui

a poopy face mask. There is also a second category of people who are not welcome in my home... People who go to the washroom without the bathroom slippers on. I don’t even have to say it. Mic drop.