The Night We All Became Fire Breathing Dragons

I love mystery dinner night...I dearly do. Sometimes, however, it yields interesting results. I found a recipe on the Pioneer Woman Cooks for Corn Chowder with Green Chiles, and since we have weekly soup night, I thought it would be a fun one to try. The recipe contained an ingredient I had never used before...chipotle peppers in adobo sauce. The dear Pioneer Woman described them as "smokey" in flavor so I didn't think twice about adding them in. Well, chipotle peppers are "smokey" if by "smokey" you mean smoke coming out of your ears or the smoke that follows fire breathing! Grant, of course, didn't try it - which was probably good because it would have put him off soup in particular and dinner in general for the rest of his life. Grace put the spoon in her mouth and pulled it right back out. Chad managed about 3 or 4 spoonfuls before he devoted himself exclusively to his bread. Merritt ate around 5 spoonfuls, which was amazing, but he also chugged three glasses of chocolate milk to do it. I was the only one who finished the bowl, and that was because A) I always feel the need to eat what I cook - especially when it is a disaster (am I punishing myself?), and B) this pregnancy has brought about a high tolerance for spicy food...go figure. The funny thing is that the soup would have been delicious without the "smokey" chipotle peppers in adobo sauce (even Chad agrees on this point). I think I'll give this soup a rest - let it fade into our memory for a bit - and then pull it out again and make it sans smoke.