Honestly . . . I can't stand the stuff, and can't deal with the knowledge it was used as an ingredient in stuff I am served to eat.
If I ever write a blues song, it will be called, "I Hate Sour Cream!"
I'm just saying.
Sour cream looks like white spackle. Tasted like it the last time I tried it eat it.
How I know what spackle tastes like is another story for another day.
God's grace still amazes me . . . ><>