It was disgusting. And I'm still tasting it hours later.
I was driving home from doing some emergency babysitting and it was the only thing available.
On another topic, how do parents do it!? After one day I've thrown my back out from playing too hard. Worth it though, as the youngest was able to say my name today (advanced from 'cih' to 'cish', that's close enough to 'uncle chris', right? for a 20-month-old?)