My father is a hot sauce enthusiast, and his favorite was a large bottle of sriracha. However, you’d be hard-pressed to find a bottle of hot sauce that he would decline. My dad would drench his food with the glowing red sauce before even taking a bite. He would then compliment my mother’s cooking emphatically and rightfully so, as she truly is an amazing cook. In fact, these long stretches of college without her cooking makes me appreciate her efforts even more.