I'm the wimp of the family, I guess. Wife and youngest son both like food a lot hotter than I do. I love it when the wife swears something isn't hot and I'm sucking down all the liquids I can find. (That's sarcastic love, by the way.) Youngest son got into making his food hot when he and our oldest son shared a house. Oldest son was always eating the youngest son's leftover food, so he retaliated by making EVERYTHING hot.