We were assembling a party for a long lost friend when there was an extended-family catastrophe that involved a trip to Dickson, which then coincided with last week's gullywasher. What floated out was 15 pounds of ribs from Carl's Perfect Pig and some of Carl's homemade hot sauce.
Now "hot" is a highly variable adjective like "cute" or "funny" -- what's funny to me is just weird to you. What's cute to you is vomitously saccharin to someone else. "Hot" to the chain restaurants usually means an extra shake of black pepper or a slice of jalapeno on the plate. Carl's hot sauce re-unites the meaning "hot" and the word "hot."
This is a 3-alarm hot sauce, blazed up to boiling with habanero. A jalapeno pepper is fruity and a serrano is full of flavor, but a habanero is just aggressively, relentlessly hot, like the rabid wolverine of the flavor world.
Those are fighting words, I know. So, defenders of Carl's, come out swinging and explain why this hot sauce should/shouldn't be banned.