This one time, my family went out to dinner to a very nice restaurant.
We took our time making our selections from the menu.
We asked each other what we were going to order and it came around to dads turn.
“What takes your fancy father?” I asked politely.
“I think I’ll try the…” he paused a moment as he ran the pronounciation of this obviously french dish in his head first, “the Tar-sting Pa-la-tae”.
“That sounds like a nice french dish!” my wife remarked.
“I don’t recall seeing it on the menu” I chipped in.
So I had another look.
It turned out it wasn’t french at all, he had mis-pronounced “Tasting Plate”!
Much jibbing and hilarity followed.
I have just recently come to the following realisation. To taste good food must have at least one of these ingredients: fat or sugar (preferably both!). If it doesn’t have either, the food tastes like Brussel sprouts. I’m right aren’t I!