Booooooo, this isn't unsavory at all, neither is it a delicious delicious sweet chocolate pudding, with gooey to die for chocolate sauce made from loving hands. No, this is for your Tartan McGregor needs. All I can think of right now is my 80s/90s youth, oh yes I too once wore a tartan skirt. I think I can recall kicking and screaming my way into it (but Ma, i'm not Scottish!) and a blouse, a hideous white blouse with faux pearl buttons....ewww! Sounds like a crossbreed of an Oprah fan and Princess Anne.