The Taste of Love is Much Too Spicy & Hot

With a wire scoop ladle, Magdalena fished golden-brown four-pointed stars out of the simmering oil. This time it didn’t matter that the crab rangoons were Pinterest-imperfect.

After setting the bowl onto the table, she popped one into her mouth and gasped. Too much red pepper flakes. She double-checked the recipe. Teaspoon, not tablespoon. “Julio, don’t eat it. It’s too spicy.”

He bit a rangoon in half, coughed, and chewed.

“Don’t force yourself, barok.” Magdalena poured him a glass of milk.

With his head sweating and face flushed, Julio swallowed, “But I wanna eat ‘em because we wen make ‘em together.”