I know the feeling
When my mum does a roast and mucks up by inviting too many people over, I always volunteer to swap my portion of the meat for gravy. If I'm left with a plate with slices of bread and at least 1/2 the contents of the gravy jug I am a happy little kitten.
(misskitty reeks of sex and turpentine; laudanum afternoons, Mon 22 Dec 2008, 21:52, Reply)