'A chilli,' said Rebecca, gasping, 'Oh, yes!' She thought a chilli was something cool, as its name imported, and was served with some. 'How fresh and green they look,' she said, and put one into her mouth. It was hotter than the curry; flesh and blood could bear it no longer. She laid down her fork. 'Water, for Heaven's sake, water!' she cried.
WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY Vanity Fair, Chapter 3
Training is everything. The peach was once a bitter almond; cauliflower is nothing but cabbage with a college education.