After our epic ice cube tray Battlemodo, Brent "Stop-a-Mugging-With-His-Face" Rose decided, for some reason, that he had to correct a grievous error. That his personal ice cube tray should be the real winner.
So he brought it in and made ice for us. Which was a little weird -- I mean, we had a silicone tray in our test, and it came in third. The only difference is that Brent's "Perfect Cube" model made bigger blocks of ice. I'm really glad he brought the thing in, though, because it performs much differently from its little brother. And by differently, I mean worse. What a piece of shit.
Due to the increased surface tension created by the larger cubes* against the silicone walls, it takes roughly 10 seconds to free each cube from its chamber; by the time you've extricated your preferred quantity of ice, your fingers have gone numb.
It's hot out. You want that cold drink now. You don't have patience, you are throbbing with heat. There is sweat pouring out from between your shoulder blades, running down the inside of your legs. The acquiring of a cold beverage is not some tantric ritual whose process you should savor; it's an urgent need. Your body is too hot. You need to cool it down. Water is the key to life. You need it now or you will die. Or explode.
And if you listened to Brent, you might already be on your way to becoming a smouldering pile of ash on the kitchen floor, two cubes in the glass and one flawless fire-severed finger cold-glued to a perfect ice cube. Before you expire, use your death rattle to croak the name BRENT ROSE. It's his fault your children are parentless.
*Not a scientist; pulling analysis straight out of my arse here. But it sounds good, right?