Better-than-average, or BTA, is a dangerous acronym when applied to food/consumables. BTA is close to two preservatives, BHA and BHT, for a start, and I just told you they were preservatives, therefore I almost need say no more as I didn’t say salt, so I said “poison.” Another reason is slightly more complicated so I’ll quote
by Charles Osgood (1933-)
“…If you want to be great,
Pretty good is, in fact, pretty bad.”
There is a graduation-type ‘dripper’ of a poem where good enough is neither but I can’t find it. Thus what follows is said baldly without any allusions to greatness…which is dangerous…because better than average says nothing of greatness… but sometimes it is all the greatness there is and thus one can be content – to suck a little less than another.
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Margarita night!
Jose plus Grand Mariner in
starts blue; ends up green.
ageless! love-affair
sparks fly, but not commitment
a taste, but no glass
t’was tiger-y sauce
chicken painted so saucy
close means left-overs.
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As Carly Simon sung about repetitions in life, it shouldn’t surprise anyone who has read me that yesterday got slept a lot of it through because someone can not have blue became green margaritas as they hit me like bricks and I slept the ONE off for an 18 hour nap. I learned this in 2010 after getting a better kit up of mr and mrs t’s green m. mix, jose black, gran gala…and 12 hours later a reminder i process but not so fast – here you go MOM *what mom doesn’t enjoy a disgustingly GREAT (if boozy brown….golden…) margarita, if she still wants one now and again? the only thing i can say in my defense was i didn’t buy but half as much and shared…albeit not enough.
I can’t say it was a wasted evening even if it was a short one for me, i can’t say I wasn’t thrilled i came up with a sauced chicken wing to do…which is a fine party food. I can say though that better than average is dangerous in that if it ain’t great …and no sign of success past nibbles… polite nibbles… or polite failure says it was great..it can easily just be way to go said with some reason for derision.
not my margarita but note it looks like a sno-cone rip off of a drink rather than a drink
again not MY chicken wing but a representation of how it might thrill you less somehow than full delight.
and what I probably should have wasted my time doing…reading a romance novel instead of throwing a party that was better than average sure which meant it can have been great but i’ve a sneaking suspicion it was just another day.
so out it goes in favor of the mmmm
. I got hot sauce and honey the topatio which is normal people hot sauce and storebrand clover honey.
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