I’ve got early memories of my dad putting on a brave face and eating it after ordering it by mistake but then muttering about dog food all the next day. The best bit is they insist on putting champagne in the sausage before cooking it. Polishing the turd, as it were
I’ve got early memories of my dad putting on a brave face and eating it after ordering it by mistake but then muttering about dog food all the next day. The best bit is they insist on putting champagne in the sausage before cooking it. Polishing the turd, as it were