Southern Living

As you know, sometimes here at ES, we review various food-related products.  Some are good, and some are, erm, less good.  Occasionally though, something comes along that is almost too ridiculous for words.  Enter Southern Living’s the half-hour hostess.

First of all, what’s up with the title?  If something says it is going to take half-an-hour, I expect to be sipping a cold beverage no more than thirty minutes after I begin, forty-five at the outside because I tend not to read the directions correctly the first time through.  Why then, for the “Rush Hour Shower” party, must I, the day before: