One of my co-workers is a lot of fun. She is as adventurous about food as I - or maybe even more than I am.
She likes hot sauce, and has a bottle stored in the office fridge. When this became known, other co-workers started bringing her different types of hot sauce to try.
When she gets a new bottle of sauce, she gives me a taste. Recently, she brought me a taste of a sauce she found in a San Fernando Valley Asian market - Ranch 99 . It's more of a sambal or a relish. Bits of red chile - toasted, I think - floats in a red-tinted oil, along with peanuts. If you scoop up a spoonful into your mouth - and this should be taken with caution - you get an oily, crunchy HOT sensation.
The other day we bought banh mi sandwiches from a Vietnamese lunch truck, and this hot sauce was great with them.
The label is in Chinese, and we don't know its name, but the label includes a portrait of its founder - an unsmiling apron-wearing chef with longish black hair. My co-worker calls the sauce "Angry Chinese Lady Hot Sauce."
I was telling her how [The Man I Love] is a collector of hot sauces, and to my surprise, the next morning she brought me a new, sealed jar of Angry Chinese Lady Hot Sauce for him. So last night we enjoyed a dab of it on our roasted chicken dinner. Mmmm! Hot!
I wish I knew what this sauce was really called, but for now, I think we have a pretty good name for it.