Welsh cuisine was actually pretty bland. Sure, there were some Indian food dishes that had a bit of a zing to them, but Ianto didn't really branch out into anything adventurous, usually, knowing what he liked and sticking with it. That fact in and of itself was half the reason he was so bowled over. He hadn't been expecting spicy, hadn't been prepared, and had been pretty generous with his bite size and dipping, and so.
Ianto took several large swallows of the drink, coughing despite the fact that the offending food had been swallowed already. "Oh my god," he said, tears coming to his eyes, his voice momentarily hoarse, still choking a little bit on the remaining flavor. "What the bloody hell was that?" he groaned.
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Date: 2011-02-15 12:52 am (UTC)Ianto took several large swallows of the drink, coughing despite the fact that the offending food had been swallowed already. "Oh my god," he said, tears coming to his eyes, his voice momentarily hoarse, still choking a little bit on the remaining flavor. "What the bloody hell was that?" he groaned.