In the palm of your hand, it looks like a glop of hair gel.

Remove as much of the glop as possible, then put the seeds in a colander and run under water, picking out and rinsing the individual seeds.

No green pea soup here; instead, vile CG black glop spews forth freely.

And lots of those plastic coffee drink domes smeared with whipped cream and smudges of caramel sauce glop.

If I found myself inexplicably in the mood for a pile of liquid salt glop, I’d order nachos.