Weird hot and cold breakfast

I had a wild impulse for a hot, spicy, quesadilla when I got up this morning.  I made this thing, full of jalapeno peppers and hot sauce, and it was so hot it almost burned my face off.  I choked it down, with tears streaming down my face.  Noah woke up while I was cooking it, stumbled out, rubbing his eyes, and mumbled in his early morning voice (which I've always loved), "Are you making something delicious?"  Upon learning how hot it was, he turned around and went back to bed.  I drank a lot of ice water after I ate it, but my mouth was still on fire, so I was forced to eat an ice cream sandwich.