Several years ago my husband and I went to a local steakhouse on the recommendation of his co-worker. The (?) butter was in a squeeze bottle! When we saw that we should have left immediately and saved ourselves the effort of sawing through a tough, over-cooked steak and a baked potato that had seen better days (several days ago).
I hate squeeze bottles! The only ones I use are for dribbling raspberry sauce around a fruit salad, or putting oil on the silks of corn in the garden (prevents those nasty little corn worms).
