A relative of dh has a lovely chateau in Burgundy where we’ve often stayed. One one occasion, as well as a lot of house guests, he was hosting a lunch in the garden for various other people, either locals or others staying nearby.
I usually took a big piece of cooked gammon (always went down well) in a cold box with ice packs (we always drive) and on this occasion I’d chucked in a couple of packs of best quality frozen sausages, since I knew the relative liked them, to serve as extra ice packs.
Shortly before this garden lunch I remembered that the sausages were in the fridge, ready to be cooked, so guess what - I cooked them, cut them up and served them as retro sausages on sticks.
They all vanished so fast, you wouldn’t believe!
Anger management!!! Help needed.