This reminds me of the time I told my wife to add butter and salt, after she'd messed something up cooking for a party. I said, with enough butter and salt, you can make anything taste like butter and salt.
Supper tonight was his & her ribeye steaks on the Weber with grilled corn.
Hers on the left was basted with garlic/herb butter. Mine was smothered with crumbles of melted blue cheese, which she insists is the "nastiest thing ever..." (her words). I can't seem to convince her she's wrong, but that's ok!