I am sitting in a high-end Italian restaurant, twinkling candle light and opulent fabrics all around me. The bubbling prosecco is dancing in my head, the conversation is flowing, and I am feeling like my most glamorous, witty self.
As the waiter brings in our dishes, my mouth fills with drool at anticipation of the incredible eggplant parmigiana I am about to taste. I dig in unceremoniously, filling my mouth with delicious tomato and basil sauce, biting into a piece of perfectly crisped eggplant… Only to realize this is the most disgusting, vile piece of food I’ve ever tasted in my life.
I delicately spit the uncooked eggplant back into a napkin, and resolve to pick at the sauce for the rest of the night.
My perfect dinner has officially been ruined… by an eggplant.