Hot Review, Literally: Firehouse Nuts

As I write this, my mouth is on fire. Fire. I love spicy things. While pregnant, I only wanted jalapenos and buffalo sauce. On everything. But Firehouse Nuts are hotter than hot. Stop giggling at the name and stick with me.

I was given two bags of Firehouse Nuts from a friend of mine who loves to gift us fire related things. I ate the first bag a few months ago and have just decided to brave the second bag. While these were originally intended for TheBrothers, I can assure you that I would likely be a neglectful mother if I let them even touch these peanuts.

The ingredients don’t seem too terrible. Mention of paprika, spices and vinegar. Not too hot, right? What they don’t say is what is written on the front: smoked Habanero flavored peanuts. That’s an important thing to know. These aren’t just kind of spicy like a warm winter chili. These aren’t spicy like the salsa at your favorite restaurant. These are hot. Hot like that green hot sauce that your friend (or my dad) dares you to eat and then laughs when you gasp for air. Hot like fire in your mouth that can’t extinguished with coffee, milk, bread or any combination thereof.

But I keep eating them.

They have a good flavor. It’s just intense. I could see giving these as a gift to my Dad (another crazy spicy food lover) or as a firehouse gift, gag or otherwise. (The tin is decorated with fire trucks and could actually make a great fire gift.) I could see serving these with regular peanuts mixed in or on a table with a bunch of other peanuts… and a warning. Whatever the case, I wouldn’t give these to my kids. Or my grandmother. Or FireDad. He sweats when he eats spicy food and he might cause a flash flood with the temperature of these things.

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[Disclosure: I received these for free as a gift from a friend without promise of review. I reviewed these because they fit the niche of our blog.]