Glass Chatroom Board

This talk of organic food reminds me of a story my mother told me. She was with her uncle and waiting by the side of the street. This was decades ago. A horse drawn cart went by and the horse dropped a load in the middle of the street.
The chap standing next to her uncle opined that he sure would like that to put on his rhubarb.
Uncle replied that "we prefer custard on ours!"