Go there, but beware of the "hot" versions. Bear in mind, an endorphin-rushing habanero-hugging chile head is sending out this warning.
Thai is actually in third place (but a very close third place) as hottest/most painful food experience, Gary.
It was those unexpected little threadlike black peppers. They looked so...innocent. Sugar packets, milk and strong black tea finally unblinded me.
There was the unexpected explosion of pain in Matamoros, just across the border from Texas, when I reached in to snag some Mexican giardinera (pickled veggies), thinking the base was jalapenos, only to find out it was habaneros....which had been marinated, with seeds, in the vinegar base. I stopped crying..literally...about half an hour later. I still think it was the surprise that caught me.
But hands down the worst was actually in a Korean restaurant called Kobawoo. Four...count em, four...times the waitress came back to the table and asked if we wanted the Roasted Whole Fish Dinner "Korean style", and maybe we should consider getting it a little less spicy. Hunh, us manly men said. We can handle that. How bad can it be.
It was very, very, ver, verrrrrrry painful. Like blistering the lips, shuddering, and getting reminded the next day all over again just how much it hurt at the time bad.
This, mind you, from a guy who used to go to New Orleans and head for the shop where they'd let you (dare you to) taste all the ultra hot sauces that the store specialized in. (But I can't do that anymore.)
Sounds like a good place, by the way.