julian and the hot sauce

i think i forgot to mention that at the thai restaurant, julian's chicken dish came with a sweet chili dipping sauce. it was mostly sweet, but had bits of chili pepper in it. he was fine, dipping or spreading sauce with his knife onto the chicken (like daddy was doing with the jam on the bread at breakfast) and popping it into his mouth sans probleme.

then, he must have gotten a bit of chili because he made the strangest face. long pause, as if he were trying to figure out what the heck he had just eaten, and then the fire must have come, because he started crying. the look on his face said it all, "that sauce was mean to me." 

good thing the chef came out with a vegetable butterfly he had carved just for julian. aw, how nice.