Unsweetened tea is disgusting and you are all sick perverts. So there.
(I’ve never tried chicken-fried bacon, though…)
Yup, always have a few yellow packets with me. What? I don’t have a problem!
Ignorance of the law is no excuse, now go out and get yourself some cream of mushroom soup, hamburger, green beans and tater tots (or those string onions if you prefer) and make up a hotdish before you get the urge to make yourself “Sweet Tea” or “Red Velvet Cake.”
I used to think those things were incredibly stupid as well. Then I discovered the “get off work at five, drive 40 minutes home, pick up kids, get them to soccer game by 6:00pm - what do you mean you don’t have your cleats!?” rush and I don’t make fun of them anymore.
Could I make my own PB&J and have them in the freezer? - yeah, but they freezer burn really fast and get mushy thawed (plus the kids gripe) where the packaged kind are all sealed up in little packages and the kids think they’ve been given heaven with a side of banana.
This Yankee’s had a wierd virginal experience with Sweet Tea at Fat Matt’s Rib Shack in Atlanta Ga. The Tea was GREAT! the BBQ was GREAT! I went back for a slice of Pecan Pie and it was GREAT! Then I took a swig of the Sweet tea to wash down the pie and Keeled over in Type 6 or 7 Diabetes.
I’m writing this from beyond the grave.