Hot Sauce Fragment

While eating dinner, I had a vision of a meeting at a 12 Step program devoted to hot sauce. People stand, say how it started innocently enough--maybe on a dare at a birthday dinner someone dips their sushi in wasabi, then the person finds himself putting something spicy in soups, sandwiches, eventually it gets down to the hot pepper sauce in stews, eggs, tuna fish, etc. until they begin to contemplate what hot sauce might taste like in let's say chocolate pudding. And wouldn't a little hot sauce in your cereal be the perfect jolt in the morning? Interesting thought, isn't it? (If your response to the first question is, Hmm, with a nod, then you belong at the meeting.) At this point the person knows he has a problem, but there's no turning back. And when he realizes he uses hot sauce in every meal, there's only one way to go: hotter hot sauce. He begins seeking out the hard stuff. Now, he can't taste anything unless it has hot sauce in it. Plain old Tabasco is vanilla. He needs the fire.

And that's as far as that vision went.