"Those there." He pointed to the fried balls of dough with flecks of black seeds in them. "And yeah, it'll burn more. Probably feel it in the back of your throat and your nose."

The sort of spice had a real whole body kick. Cobb mixed the grains of caf with some water and put the percolator on the stove to brew. He had a cup back home before he set out but it was always a good time for caf.

"They don't have spicy food where you're from?"