This post brought to you by TABASCO® Original Red. All opinions are 100% mine.

My husband is from Oklahoma where they basically dip their tortilla chips in something that resembles ketchup or some kind of bizarre pickled tomato relish shit that his grandma used to make. Who knows. It's appallingly bad. I grew up in the city (sort of) where Tex Mex was invented. Yeah. That's right. You're welcome.

Actually I had nothing to do with it but whatever. I know my Tex Mex. I know spicy and I LOVE it.

While other people turn away at the sight of a juicy pepper on the side of their plates I reach for mine. Using peppers is like an art form. The flavor and the heat enhances whatever you put it on. Oh yeah. It's GOOD.

The first time Jacob and I had pizza at some mom 'n pop in Norman, OK I noticed that they had TABASCO® Original Red on the table. As I reached for the inconspicuous little bottle Jacob looked at me, eyes widened, in almost a look of fear.

"What are you going to do?" I smiled at him while silently judging him for being such a fucking square.

I shook the contents of the bottle onto my pizza and took a bite; Jacob looked horrified but I didn't care because I was now eating Pizza Perfected. I offered him a bite of the deluxe veggie with Tabasco and he politely declined. Actually, he balked at my offer and made some excuse about how he gets blisters in his mouth from eating foods that are too spicy. I call bullshit.

Since the holidays are FINALLY over the next big food-related event is the Super Bowl so check out these Game-Day Party Menu ideas on how to add some heat and flavor to your snacks (and of course, pizza).

Damn. Now my mouth is watering.