Tuesday, July 25, 2006
A tale of three sauces
Thursday - Am having pizza with a friend, she asks for a side portion of Ranch Dressing. The restaurant doesn't have any. She is clearly quite annoyed by this faux pas.
Friday - Am eating out with some friends, one guy wants A1 Sauce on his burger. They only have homemade A1 Sauce. This annoys the guy somewhat, until he realises it tastes the same as the stuff you buy in the shops.
Saturday - Am enjoying chunky chips, and think I'm dipping them into mayonnaise, until I'm told it's actually Ranch Salad.
The conclusion? Americans are quite fussy over their sauces, and I clearly can't tell one from another.
Friday - Am eating out with some friends, one guy wants A1 Sauce on his burger. They only have homemade A1 Sauce. This annoys the guy somewhat, until he realises it tastes the same as the stuff you buy in the shops.
Saturday - Am enjoying chunky chips, and think I'm dipping them into mayonnaise, until I'm told it's actually Ranch Salad.
The conclusion? Americans are quite fussy over their sauces, and I clearly can't tell one from another.
