My wife came home from a covered dish birthday party at her office and said those words to me. She had brought some home and I was excited to try it. It seems a girl at work had a husband who was a gourmet cook and his barbecue was "to die for."
When I opened the container, I thought I was looking at barbecue from a Lloyd's tub. It was mushy and swimming in what looked and tasted like KC Masterpiece. I took some between my thumb and index finger and squeezed. It disintegrated. When I pointed this out to my wife, she said she hadn't noticed any of that and had been starving when they finally ate.
Hearing my wife praise this barbecue made me start to wonder. Maybe your average person thinks the stuff in the Lloyd's tub is the real thing and "to die for." I know one thing: I won't rely on her opinion when judging the success of my next cook. I'll have to trust my own judgement.
When I opened the container, I thought I was looking at barbecue from a Lloyd's tub. It was mushy and swimming in what looked and tasted like KC Masterpiece. I took some between my thumb and index finger and squeezed. It disintegrated. When I pointed this out to my wife, she said she hadn't noticed any of that and had been starving when they finally ate.
Hearing my wife praise this barbecue made me start to wonder. Maybe your average person thinks the stuff in the Lloyd's tub is the real thing and "to die for." I know one thing: I won't rely on her opinion when judging the success of my next cook. I'll have to trust my own judgement.