They don't have it here, which is unfortunate because they do actually have steak. They have stuff they refer to as steak sauce, but it just doesn't cut it, particularly in terms of zing. A1 has, as I'm sure you can happily attest, just the right amount of zing.
It also is the source of one my favorite stories about a friend from high school who, upon ordering steak at a pre-homecoming dinner, proceeded to ask for the owl sauce. It took us all a moment to realize she meant the A1.
And, bless her heart, she also invited me to a pool party once whereupon I proceeded to lose a contact in her pool. Ever the considerate hostess, her mother immediately offered that I take one of her daughter's contacts -- they were, after all, disposable.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
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