Good lord, people actually eat this stuff? They buy it, to eat...?

[desperance]

I have been involved in what I can only call a retail accident. Somebody else's ... product ... has ended up among my shopping. It came in a suitably anonymous wrapping, but was labelled 'garlic sausage'. I often munch on cold meats at about this time of night, while I'm working (and I certainly wasn't trudging all the way back to the supermarket to return it to some ultimately uninterested cashier), so I unwrapped same.

Yikes.

It comes in thick, flabby slices of the most pallid baby-pink, with occasional rose-pink flecks. At that, it has more texture to the eye than it does to the tongue. It smells strongly of that artificial flavour that they are pleased to call 'garlic', that resembles the genuine article hardly at all; it barely tastes of that, or anything. It is the most extraordinarily bland culinary artefact I think I've ever eaten, at least as an adult. Essentially, it tastes as it looks: it tastes of pink.

Cats seem to like it, though. Which is good. I have 165g of it to give away.

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Have you considered that the other shopper, in a fit of good sense jettisoned the product, and it landed in your basket?

Or that the market put it there in a deliberate bid to be rid of the stuff?