This is a follow-up post to my earlier rancid butter post.We had guests staying with us last week, a couple of my flatmate's friends from Australia. Unfortunately for them though, I didn't get around to throwing out my rancid butter, as the plan was to take it back to the shop I bought it from.So, as you can imagine, I was quite amused when I woke bright and early one morning to find the following sitting on the kitchen bench...Ladies and Gentleman, I give you Exhibit A:- 'The scene of the accident"
And, Exhibit B: "Used knife showing traces of rancid butter"
Members of the jury, if our hospitality was deemed second rate, I blame it entirely on the butter. While I acknowledge it was I who discovered that the butter had 'turned to the dark side', I take no responsibility for leaving it out of the fridge for a further 2 days post that initial discovery, as the intention was always to take it back to the shop it was originally purchased, and never for any unsuspecting guests to experience the horror which is eating rancid butter.Therefore, I plead my case, not guilty.
