The culinary equivalent of crack cocaine.

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  1. Whenever I put this on my lunch at work, the resident Bünzlis automatically tee up their 12 min tirade against Aromat.

    Them: “If you have to use that it means you’re a shit cook, we’ve been scarred as kids. It brings back such bad memories of my grandma’s cooking reh teh teh.”

    Me: “I just papped three flakes onto my salad…? And it sounds like your grandma was the shit cook.”

    Them: “Naaaaeeeeiiiii sichaw neeeed!”

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