I live in an apartment but on SUndays I go home and eat.
I had just walked in the door when I heard mother say to my father "he'll never know the difference, he's no conniusseur. I interpreted this to mean that they had used an inferior ingredient in some of the food they were going to be serving that evening.
I said nothing and when I sat down I ate the usually decent food mother had prepared and they they served me one of my favorite desserts.
Apparently they had run out of sugar and had used neutrasweet instead. I knew this as soon as I took the first spoonful of bananna pudding.
I pretended to gag and I said out loud "what are you trying to do? poison me???? I went on to say "I can't eat this s*** what is this? It was an exaggeration of course as I know that neutraswet isn't poison and that it is a good sugar substitute.
My problem was not that the dessert tasted all that bad but I don't like having one put over me.