I like squeeze bottles. They’re so convenient. No matter what your favorite condiment is, chances are, you can buy it in a squeezable container. I love topping off my veggie burger with a spiral of dijon. Or adding a few squiggles of butter to a toasted corn muffin.
What I don’t like is when the bottle is almost empty and you have to shake it to get anything to come out. You squeeeeeeeze hard and then… F-R-A-A-A-P-P-P-P! That flatulent sound comes ripping out of the hole, followed by sputters of whatever was left inside. It’s like the bottle is shitting on my food. And suddenly, I’ve lost my appetite. The Final Squeeze sucks.
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