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Blair’s Ultra Death in Coffin Box

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  • Dr. Burnörium says:

    Blair’s Ultra Death has established itself as a bit of a legend within the hot sauce world.
    If there’s one thing that creator Blair Lazar does well it’s retaining the flavour in his super-hot sauces. They’ll melt your face off for sure, but despite the extract they still taste damned fine.
    Just to emphasise the seriousness of the heat we’re dealing with here, all Blair’s super-hot sauces in the Death range now come in a nifty coffin box with his trademark skull keyring attached to the bottle.

  • The Label says:

    One taste and you’ll know this Jersey boy was here.
    If you have an insatiable need for heat or love to live with excess… here I come.
    This sauce is the real deal.

    DEAR CHILLIPAL,

    Since 1989, it has been my passion to create food that makes you smile. I love to watch your eyes light up, your face fill with laughter, and the warm glow of heat make you FEEL ALIVE.
    I am fun in a bottle for you to enjoy.
    Welcome to my wonderful world of spice.
    Just be yourself and Feel Alive.

    Your Chillipal,
    Blair Lazar.

    WARNING: THIS PRODUCT CONTAINS THE HOTTEST KNOWN INGREDIENTS ON THE PLANET EARTH. PLEASE USE WITH EXTREME CAUTION.
    Use sparingly. Ultra Death should not be consumed without dilution.

  • Ingredients

    Habanero Peppers, Salt, Cayenne Peppers, Natural Pepper Flavor, Vinegar, Serrano Peppers, Corn Starch, Garlic, Jolokia Peppers, Spices.

Size

150ml (5fl oz)

  • Dr. Burnörium says:

    Blair’s Ultra Death has established itself as a bit of a legend within the hot sauce world.
    If there’s one thing that creator Blair Lazar does well it’s retaining the flavour in his super-hot sauces. They’ll melt your face off for sure, but despite the extract they still taste damned fine.
    Just to emphasise the seriousness of the heat we’re dealing with here, all Blair’s super-hot sauces in the Death range now come in a nifty coffin box with his trademark skull keyring attached to the bottle.

  • The Label says:

    One taste and you’ll know this Jersey boy was here.
    If you have an insatiable need for heat or love to live with excess… here I come.
    This sauce is the real deal.

    DEAR CHILLIPAL,

    Since 1989, it has been my passion to create food that makes you smile. I love to watch your eyes light up, your face fill with laughter, and the warm glow of heat make you FEEL ALIVE.
    I am fun in a bottle for you to enjoy.
    Welcome to my wonderful world of spice.
    Just be yourself and Feel Alive.

    Your Chillipal,
    Blair Lazar.

    WARNING: THIS PRODUCT CONTAINS THE HOTTEST KNOWN INGREDIENTS ON THE PLANET EARTH. PLEASE USE WITH EXTREME CAUTION.
    Use sparingly. Ultra Death should not be consumed without dilution.

  • Ingredients

    Habanero Peppers, Salt, Cayenne Peppers, Natural Pepper Flavor, Vinegar, Serrano Peppers, Corn Starch, Garlic, Jolokia Peppers, Spices.

Size

150ml (5fl oz)

Customer reviews (1)

  1. Steven McCrea

    This particular sauce, or perhaps it was After-Death spelled my first ever experience in the world of proper hot sauce. I remember it quite well somewhere around 2009 when I found myself invited back to a house party where this little fiend that, previously unheard of, was used as a wager; that I could not take a spoonful raw and remain in a sane looking manner. Of course, alcohol, a mix of male bravado and general stupidity meant this challenge was accepted, and I happily slurped down a spoon in front of all, Feeling I had proven just how manly I was by doing so. It wasn’t a bad experience per say, to begin with that is. What seemed like a spicy little number acted like water slowly heating from ice cold to the boil. First, that spicy little number started to taste more like vindaloo hotness; enough to put the gentlest of sweats on one’s brow, but not much else. The jeering crowd around me started their cacophonous cackling as my face turned from its usual pasty Northern Ireland skin tone to one more like a lobster freshly from the pot. The heat in my mouth suddenly started to strengthen, I tried in vain to hide what was slowly beginning to feel like pain as I nodded in that, “I’m fine and loving it” manner. Oh my fellow chilliheads; that thin veil of masculinity could only last so long before Blair’s sauce took my defining manliness and dignity away from me in a foul swoop. The burning increased ten-fold, this was officially the hottest thing I had ever tried, my lips were turning numb, my saliva was bubbling over my lips, my brow was wet and my eyes watered. The cackling crowd continued as I headed for a glass of water and relished in the instant satisfaction of coolness that abated my self-infliction. But, I had not been told, or was perhaps too drunk to realise that water does not cure chilli pain, and a few moments later, it returned, feeling even hotter and stronger.

    My night continued on as such with people getting their jollies off from watching me sit in obvious discomfort. Perhaps it was only a few minutes, but it felt much longer. I found myself constantly wiping my mouth with my hand to make sure I wasn’t still drooling and succumbed to the fleeting moments of painlessness each time I took a mouthful of cold water. Eventually, it passed, but by that stage, I had begun to sober from drinking so much liquid and required a quick visit to the restrooms to relieve myself of the reservoir-like bladder I had now accumulated.

    As I stood there, feeling satisfied I had passed that trial of manliness (in some sort of unmanly fashion), I started to feel a little different. My mind quickly travelled back over the recent events, how I had taken the sauce, how my lips had numbed and how I had used my hand to wipe away any evidence of drooling… my mind came back to the present as I realised my fatal mistake as a burning hot standing on Mercury, unholy burning hot fiery coals of hell feeling started to emanate from the Family jewels… I had not washed my hands after wiping sauce-infused saliva from my mouth, and whatever elements of that which remained on my hands had now transferred to where we do not speak of… I have never exited and ordered a taxi home for a shower faster than I did that night. Amusingly after an experience like that, you would think it would have been a case of once burned, twice shy, but dear readers, it did happen again some years later with a bottle of Mad Dog 357.

    Outside of the realms of stupidity, I did go on to buy a bottle of this for myself after finding out about Blair’s Hot Sauce and found my way to Dr Burnorium for the first time. This sauce was perhaps quite a jump for the uninitiated, but quickly became a staple to many a meal thereafter. Unfortunately, being out of stock for quite some time, my tastebuds and I yearned for the euphoric pain of the chillihead which led me onto chilli extracts, and on a path that appears unquenchable to Chase that painful pleasure dragon with hotter and hotter additives. A great sauce to add to food, especially curry. Once the tastebuds acclimatise, it truly starts to bring out flavour in all the foods it is added to. A solid 5/5 for painful memories, good taste and silly games.

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