Or tomatoes?

I don’t know if this counts as weird, but on a flight home from India, I was eating the meal they served for lunch and saw what I thought was a green bean. I don’t like green beans but I also don’t like throwing food away, so I ate it. The green bean, as I learned almost immediately, turned out to be some sort of green chili. The inside of my mouth felt on fire and tears streamed down my face in tiny but steady rivulets. I ate the yogurt that was provided. When that did little to ease the pain I took the yogurt from my sister’s tray on the seat behind me. That didn’t help that much either. Meanwhile I had the window seat and the sun was beating down on my face, heightening the intensity of the experience.