Recently I ate at one of Jamie Oliver’s restaurants (not his house) with a friend.
I ordered one of the specials – pumpkin risotto. Seasonal, hearty – the description on the board was mouth-watering.
It arrived, looking gorgeous. I took a mouthful. Chilli.
I’m a wimp when it comes to anything spicy or hot. I’ve never liked heat in food, and so I’ve never eaten it, and so my mouth is sensitive to the smallest grains of chilli. Maybe it was just me.
I chewed another mouthful. Chilli. Ouch. The flavours were gorgeous, but that chilli just kept punching me.
I tried to concentrate on what my friend was saying. But I’d just paid a decent chunk of money for this meal, and I wasn’t enjoying it one bit.
Eventually I called the waiter over. I said that it hadn’t said there was chilli in it, and that I was really sorry but I couldn’t eat it. I felt terrible. I hate saying I don’t like things. Maybe it was just my rubbish chilli tolerance.
The waiter was brilliant, and acknowledged that maybe the cook had gone a bit mad with the chilli. They brought me over a fresh plate within five minutes – no chilli, gorgeous flavours, beautiful. The manager came over to check everything was OK. I enjoyed every single mouthful.
Things to be curious about
How easy is it for you to speak up? When is it most difficult? What gets in the way? Which reaction are you most afraid of?
Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.
If you don’t like something, change it. If you can’t change it, change your attitude. Don’t complain.
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