You take a bite of the lemon tart, in The Buck’s Head Inn, and your uncontrollable reaction is an expletive that The New York Times would feel it would be unable to print.
You can’t help it. The lemon tart’s level of perfect deliciousness demands a reaction. A primal reaction.
Of course, your lunch guest bursts into laugh…
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