I held back on Indian food until my mid-20’s and quickly regretted the years of not having those amazing flavors in my life.
The first time I got a really spicy vindaloo I was in heaven. I LOVE spicy foods but the flavor has to be there, heat for the sake of heat is pointless and often tastes like garbage. I don’t think I’ve ever intentionally caused myself discomfort as much as I did that day, didn’t care how bad my mouth was burning, it was just so damn good.
I got one a couple weeks ago and could barely eat it, they went a little too hard on the spices. My sinuses were cleared before it even hit my mouth.
During the plant-based years I got it all the time because it was one of the few things I could order without modifying. I have very few regrets about leaving everything to my ex-wife in the divorce, but my spice collection is a serious regret. Especially since she can’t cook.