 I don't want it on my plate. I don't want to see it. I don't want to smell it. I don't want to smell the cabbage. I don't want to see the runny milk or whatever it is that's in there with the carrots and the cabbage. I want no part of it anywhere near any of my food. As a matter of fact, if there was a tub of slaw, I'd prefer it to be in some other neighbor's yard. I don't even want it in my yard.