Easy Peasy Chutney Squeezy (reblogged from Bebo)

Note - I actually used this topic in my wedding-party speech. No, really!

The wonderful Sharwoods have come up with something extraordinary, something innovative and cutting edge, something that helps me in my daily struggle to appear normal! Yes, it could only be.... mango chutney in a squeezable bottle!! Now that may not sound like much to some people, but to me, it's genius. A friend, who knew just how important it really is, texted me on the very day that he discovered this wondrous invention and followed up his news with photographic evidence shortly afterwards. I'd like to thank this selfless man, as I think it's fair to say, he saved my relationship. Have you ever sat down to a nice evening meal of fajitas beside the man with whom you intend spending the rest of your life? It's quite a pleasant way to pass the time. Laughing, sharing stories about one's day, and sharing food. Unfortunately, it was the sharing knives that was the problem.  Hubby's one flaw is that he quite likes mayonnaise (I know, I know - but really, I do think it's worth overlooking in his case!) When making our fajitas, we would use two knives (knives - pah! What were we, savages?), one for the chutney only and one for the mayonnaise only. These two knives were supposed to allow us to continue our relationship in relative harmony. A harmony in which NO traces of mayonnaise would ever end up in the chutney jar. Well, to Hubby, one knife looks much like another, and let's just say errors were frequent.  I began to fear for our status as a happy couple. Could I really spend the rest of my life knowing that the chutney could well have been contaminated? That it could become contaminated at any time? Would we ever be able to eat fajitas without fear of tears and recriminations? Enter Sharwoods. It was so obvious, so convenient, it was sheer genius. Chutney, in a squeezable bottle with NO NEED WHATEVER for a knife.  Well, I'm happy to say that I now have two of these ingenious bottles at my disposal. One for home and one for work - where relations are also now improving daily! Hubby and I can have fajitas whenever the mood takes us and he can use whatever knife he wants on the mayonnaise. The night terrors have stopped and we're again able to contemplate a future together.  So thank you, thank you, from the bottom of my heart to Sharwoods and to James, whose timely text saved our relationship. We owe you one.